(based on Anna Frank´s book)
Lying on my bed I stretch out and watch
The clouds, its changeable forms
All and nothing matters
The farewell and the certainty
Of not being the same anymore
The soft and lukewarm flow
That comes through out my body
Tells me I am the owner of a secret
Only me and my body knows
I touch my belly with reverence and care
and smile
the moment
the moment
Last edited by Sandra on Tue Apr 12, 2005 1:59 am, edited 1 time in total.