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GjenopprettetMedlem
The wind of past runs through my inner life
The ancient spirits whisper words to me
from when there was no time
I remember , not really remembering
but only for a breif second , when earth was still pure
And there was no need to explain the existence of spirit
I take these words to heart
want to remember everything from the start
Knowing I will fail , if I hurry or try too hard
I will continue to pray , and listen every day
For the silence and that ancient wisdom
that is so near I cannot even hear it whispers my name
Not listening with my ears
Not seeing with my eyes
nor walk in footsteps allready made
But be silent
And feel
my own heartbeat
as it is
and I will not fade
I will find my way
And remember how it was all made
GjenopprettetMedlem
Vakkert og kraftfyllt,som du,Malaika.
Remembering:
GjenopprettetMedlem
Vakkert og kraftfyllt ja.....
