Penitent My Secret Garden
Intense pain. Deep is the pain of hope. A feeling you wish for. You are waiting for a new era. Impossibility is the name of your hopes. On the lap of the missing you are carried away. A thought it is not. Only your own desires. "In the night you can hear my voice. In some you hear my painful screams. When we are apart I have no choice. Then I listen to your voice of sadness. In the night you can see my wounded heart die. At dawn you can hear me call your name. When I return I wish to find you there." One do not wish to die but to rest eternally. To rest for ever and ever is again a seed. A place where I decide who stays or not. Where there is death there is life. A life beyond the understandable. A world you can not imagine. Here I feel complete.
