Like moonlight silence
I would go the same way
I wouldn't miss a single step
and I would like more
I would like fucking more
fucking more, you know
more fear so that I can win more strongly with love
more hatred so that I can forgive more strongly
more envy so that I can be more blessed
for what I have
more darkness so that I can better see
my own light and the light of others
more pain from your shots, more deception,
humiliation and wounds
so that I can embrace more with compassion, to touch you
to love and understand more
and the path more thorny
and a less festive way
honest and lined with mud and thorns
to know my strength
to feel
to live
to be loving and love
and I would sing
the whole long incomprehensible pilgrimage
that's the only thing I would change
I would sing more
without words
just like the stormy song of the gales
just like the silence of the moonlight
when you look into the darkness
with the eyes of demons
just like moonlight silence
when you look into the dark
with the eyes of all the angels
laughing at human wishes and illusions
and I would build between them a bridge
of concord and harmony
by which the soul touches its past
with trembling fingers of anticipation
of what never ends
my world of love
for behind the circle which my soul has drawn
around its own axis
it is safe
because within myself
it is safe
because in its depths
embraced by the waves of all
of raging and never-ceasing seas
it is fucking safe
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