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A New Day

Blues For An Angel

Breeze of Constant Caressing

Broken Mirror

Early Visitor

Memories In the Dust




Post Festum



Return to Peace

The Leaf's Speach to the Wind

The Mystery








The Mystery


We are drifting in a mystery of stars at night
and the sky reflected in the dark waters
Life is a mystery of fellowship and warmth
Yet holding loneliness as well as cold


We are difting in a mystery of laughters and tears
of childhood and old age, of autumns and springs
Time is a mystery, sometimes it seems completely stopped
Sometimes moving quicker than man wants it to


We are living within a mystery of dreams and yearning
of dashed hopes and endless waiting
A mystery is the lap of day and night
a continuous search for the haven of Love


We are drifting in a mystery, captured by time
in the Kingdom of Duality we are fighting our battle
Life is a mystery where the answer is hidden
in what lies beyond all that we have dreamed


We are drifting in a mystery where all has an end
and where everything that was has a beginning again
Life is a mystery where all has to die
but death is also the seed of life


Copyright  2011  Maria Kimdal