urmelino (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} urmelino) wrote,@ 2006-04-15 16:15:00 |
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| Current mood: |  hopeful |
| Current music: | Bright Eyes |
The next two weeks will be very important for me: There will be the decision, what will be my professional future, where and what I will work and where I will live the next years. Everything is pending...
My way to deal with such situations is writing poems and interestingly enough I usually choose English as language to express my feelings and thoughts.
Clouds
Diving into the clouds,
no fear, no terror, no dread.
Only the flickering lights of a city
keeping down under your sorrows.
Only you in the clouds of god,
following the wind like flies the light.
Not knowing whats awaiting tomorrow
just to be faster than life.
Moments of happiness
are thoughts of your brain,
but stronger than anything real.
Controlling the universe and part of it,
no pain, no time, no death.
Thoughts live an eternal life.
Nothing dies if someone remembers.
Nothing exists if no one remembers.
Heaven is darkening, clouds disappear,
you are sent back to life.
Not to suffer - but to remember
them and their thoughts.
No fear, no terror, no dread.
Wait for the next morning and dive into clouds.
