Wenn du aufwachst
in der Stunde, in der
die Nacht am Dunkelsten ist
Wenn es scheint, als kaeme
nie mehr ein Morgen
Wenn die Voegel schweigen
und kein Grashalm sich
im Wind regt
Wenn die Staedte schweigen
und der schwarze, sternenlose
Himmel stumm wartet
Wenn du dann aufwachst -
hoerst du nur dein eigenes
Herz,
das dir die Wahrheit
ueber dich erzaehlt
The more I am intrigued by the visual menu this planet has to offer, the more I desire to capture it with my camera and display my own version of it. Browse thru my visions and see the poetry in them, feel the storm and the secret inside of every picture. "A picture is a secret about a secret, the more it tells you the less you know." (Diane Airbus)
Monday, 31 October 2011
Thursday, 27 October 2011
Magic World III
At the border where reality, dream and fantasy fade into each other an imaginary kiss will burn on your lips and a tree will hug you back and whisper your name. His branches will leave traces on your skin.
Sunday, 23 October 2011
Thursday, 13 October 2011
What is left
In the afterglow of the day
you lay me down
to rest in your love
While the world went on
spinning
Our thoughts blendes
our hearts went wild
And in the dark green
remainders of this summer day
life came to life
and my restless soul
floated above
and importance changed
you lay me down
to rest in your love
While the world went on
spinning
Our thoughts blendes
our hearts went wild
And in the dark green
remainders of this summer day
life came to life
and my restless soul
floated above
and importance changed
Thursday, 6 October 2011
Wednesday, 5 October 2011
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