The Sea

Control is a great illusion

A movement of action

And the control is gone

If it ever was

We are just moving on a sea

Of strong emotions and actions

The storm brings us home

Eventually by the end of the day

Sailing South

The felucca moved slowly

Down the Nile

The Nubian did hardly

Uttered a single word

Stearin his boat

While observing us

All through the night

We understood each other

Too well

The Depth of Life

Life is so divided

Polarized between

The social surface

The struggle underneath

It is seldom we see

The depth of reality

Like the bottom of the sea

But the depths are magic

Our journeys there are

Painful a loss of faith

But is the only

Way to go

Cast and Soul

Empty shells

Washed up

At the beach

Lost stories in the sand

No doubt things could

Be better than now

But this is all forgotten

In the strong winds

The War Mongers

There are many different

Types of war

Inner and outer

Sometimes they coincide

Sometimes not

But here we are

Waiting for the total war

While we are collecting

White stones on a tiny beach

In the afternoon

Long Time Ago

Once upon a time

In this northern land

There was a man

Who numbered and named

All the flower in a system

It worked

However completely wrong

As it was

Time went on and on

Theories came and went

Like the cold water in a river

His stood firm,

Until a day when the Genesis of genetics

Told another tale

Families were not families

Or even relatives

Just look a like and false friends

So we started all over again

As a true believer

A son of a priest

Now it is time

To pull down

His statue and put it

Where the lilacs grow

Next to the pond

Gods come and gods go

And so will we

Cold Water

When the anxiety gets

Too mighty

Too strong and powerful

Like a river of rage

And fear

Cold, cold river

Like in the far north

Where the trees will not grow

One try to survive

It is hard and confusing

Just being here

Eventually it might work

At the moment

I am under the ice

Looking for open water

And bluer skies

The Truth

Trying to establish facts

Finding the truth

In a grain of sand

We are blinded by our beliefs

Our wishes how the world should be

How people should behave

But there are no such a thing

Only small traces of seawater

Containing our memory

For a short micro second

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