Green Spring

Life starts again after a long winter

Long nights and the

Gray days are coming to its end

The hope returns

Madness is created

In the sunshine of spring

Lust and return to life

Is a hard and beautiful thing

Returning

I live in the north

In the land of small hills

And a lot of trees

Some blue lakes

And a lot of lonely and cold people

I wanted to leave but somehow

I am stuck here

First time I went back it was, Because of the language

The second time because Of my career

The third time out of desperation

The fourth time out of frustration

The fifth time has not happened yet

But it will

This is life in the far north

A place where the ice and snow

Is absent

The place where your soul freezes to ice

Take my advice

Stay out

I am here

I am here now
Here on the other side
of the Atlantic

Listening to your voices

Every night

Every day

You come to me

With your prayers

and memories of lost temples, tribes, wars and peace

I remember from my many lives all that again and agin
Oh why you here