reminiscence to impressionism


the fleeting moment

no more we are allowed

no dwelling permit

moment in time

one moment in time


never to be forgotten

remaining in my soul.

searching

mysterious fog


embrace me and my yearnings

light up my channel

Fall over the bridge

Walking step by step

In the rainy morning mood

Fall over the bridge

Brushing me angel


Misty in your mystery

near me at all times

feather on my path

softly telling me stories

eternal wisdom

Moonlight in your face

reflection of a moment

sudden turn around

Night dreams and rainfall
rising up to the surface
glittering rain pearls

Morning fog's stillness
Veiling the sun's healing force
My hidden treasure

Time

Speak to me angel

of times long gone you have seen

and soothened for us

tranquil

space holding secrets

let me see through your eyes wolves

make me your comrade

Eyjafjallajökull

Nature is our faith

Or is faith nature’s calling?

power beyond us.

Nymphaea speaks

through the water spirit's soul

tell us your stories