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
Monday, April 13, 2009
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Italian Flag Sneakers
grapes
grapes
It was a sunny day as it always has to be a sunny day when a story should start with a positive image, but the wind brought clouds and slowly pulling open this announced the end of the leave of Josh and his friends.
"Not so bad," said the lanky, long blond hair grown to his group. "The holiday is over, what we care about the weather even more. At home, it's once again plowing like crazy and after none of us a job with outdoor ... "
" Shut up, Josh brought "Sue him up. Her long black hair blowing in the wind here. "We ourselves know that the week is over, you have us not also under the nose rub. Let us look for the switch to the check-in. "
Terminal 2, number 41, direction" Luke was on the south and put the tickets back in his leather jacket. The road passed between access road for buses and the long flight to the hall signs past when the airlines were printed.
"Good, that our Luke always knows" Josh joked, but his good Lauer met with irritated faces.
"Can not you just shut up, Josh?" Alex Sue took her hand and was followed by Luke, the herschob the car with the suitcases in front of him. Josh waited briefly and wondered if he should answer it, but then decided it would rather be let. When he's not trying to keep alive his friends half the night, she liked him, otherwise they would hardly have flown away with him. At the thought he had to laugh and trudged along behind.
© Christian Ziegler
grapes
It was a sunny day as it always has to be a sunny day when a story should start with a positive image, but the wind brought clouds and slowly pulling open this announced the end of the leave of Josh and his friends.
"Not so bad," said the lanky, long blond hair grown to his group. "The holiday is over, what we care about the weather even more. At home, it's once again plowing like crazy and after none of us a job with outdoor ... "
" Shut up, Josh brought "Sue him up. Her long black hair blowing in the wind here. "We ourselves know that the week is over, you have us not also under the nose rub. Let us look for the switch to the check-in. "
Terminal 2, number 41, direction" Luke was on the south and put the tickets back in his leather jacket. The road passed between access road for buses and the long flight to the hall signs past when the airlines were printed.
"Good, that our Luke always knows" Josh joked, but his good Lauer met with irritated faces.
"Can not you just shut up, Josh?" Alex Sue took her hand and was followed by Luke, the herschob the car with the suitcases in front of him. Josh waited briefly and wondered if he should answer it, but then decided it would rather be let. When he's not trying to keep alive his friends half the night, she liked him, otherwise they would hardly have flown away with him. At the thought he had to laugh and trudged along behind.
© Christian Ziegler
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