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Dreamscape

A snowy beach in winter's night
Sand sleeping under my bare feet
Drowned in pale shine of the moon
I am walking alone on the shore
Watching the stars in the cold ...

Illusions arise in the shadows
Floating figures - empty bodies
Lost souls begging for a home
A voice whispering in the dark:
Follow me to eternal freedom ...

Waiting - listening - but nothing
Maybe there never was a voice
Just the magical silence waiting
A few steps left to reach freedom
To become a part of the ocean ...

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(published in "Letters from the Soul", 2002)