Friday, June 6, 2014

june 2014

My mouth opens and the song memories comes out

Could it be that it was all so simple then
Or has time rewritten every line...

Raining in my eyes and outside, I want to stand in it, be one with  it.

Sadness is the giving up, yet it floats towards the drain , sewer, when carried 
by words that need to be washed away.......

And when jesus saw the fig tree bearing no fruits (love) he shriveling it up 
quickley,

And I pray now for this suffering, to keep me in god and in love 


Be present today, be here now !!!!
Everything else, that's  tomorrow !

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