The girl on the beach
The girl on the beach
A girl, thin and pale bleak
your smile, and shallow
slips of the evening the beach is rough against your hair
bold
in the winds that blow.
Her eyes so dry resigned.
The folds of their brow are confused
the breath is restless and barren
she clenches his fist and says
out with dry words
"I no longer carry the load through the ages! Will
me for no one to accompany on my trip?
I suffered for all these years without any reward?
Can my fate not once, watch for an hour? "
The girl, It falls to his knees
raises his hands to heaven and sees
the clouds darken as the hereafter
and waves whipped by the wind, the water
bringing changes in his body.
they
The air is different now than usual,
with hope and emotion is timeless Powerful
is in motion.
The girl's eyes, they sparkle -
courage, he finally flows out of the sky, illuminating the soul
reveals life foundation
A magic sparkles on her finger tips
healed the girl, her silence in searching for ever.
kneeling there she lifts the melody to songs of joy, the rain
agrees with beguiling words:
"And when the raindrops fall,
silent roar of the sea, the sand
forget the dust
and I start listening to the charge. To sit
I wet and shivering, his hands digging
found in the beach, my joy
serenity
liberates me from the dirt.
My wings spread out to heaven, the pearly luster
met my land and the roar swept away the last few years in anguish
as wet vacuuming my room.
Come Rain, Come
rest
Come Rain, Come
Freedom
© Christian Ziegler
