reflection – Scriptorium '77

The Longest Day

The Sun is just an image of herself today
The clouds form shadows out of boredom
Look at yourself from deep within
And you’ll see hurricans of fire

f l o a t i n g

there is space
and there is time

oppression

Saturdays are always dark for me
coming back home from work on Friday afternoon
thinking I need to make the most of it
and doing nothing at all

g r o w i n g

embrace the unknown
let your spirit be shown
emerge from the storm
your heart keeps you warm

through the gates i see my wisdom grow

you have to be patient with yourself
says my Sunday and smiles at me
there might have been a day
where you have been more productive

Are You Coming? / Kommst du?

Cause in the distance there is nothing but the sea / Billions of years fall into a tree / The stars shine down on all of us / House an infinite grave and thus

Forgive Yourself

When it’s Sunday and you’re down
Because nothing worked
And you’re just frown
Forgive yourself

Sitting in Front of My Laptop. Typing

It’s always the light
That shines bright
And the road is long
With your mind strong

Resurrection

Life is standing still on a Sunday
But for some it’s no fun day
It’s not even a day for reflection
Or for blessings and resurrection

Darkest Day on Dublin Bay

I can’t go wrong
Can only walk on
Through this mindless time
Long past my prime