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Bouquet
First white-serade flower:
Sweet fragrance, enchantment of mind
Pure laughter, light in the darkness
Sparkling eyes, eternity lost
Warm strength, embrace without sorrow.
Second white-serade flower:
Wild mind, refreshing soul balm
Bubbling happiness, energy for the tired
Wind like Movements, breathless staring
Unbreakable sense of justice, a defense against every attack.
Third white-serade flower:
Motherly hugging, feeling of security
Bottomless empathy, revealing all sorrow
One with the nature, eternal respect from every being
Manifold knowledge, a cure for every distress.
Fourth white-serade flower:
Ceaseless gentleness, converting every darkness into light
Cristal shining soul, a safe port within a sea of betrayal
Hardworking helpfulness, erasing every stone in ones path
Cute naivety, awakening the guardian within our self.
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Second life
New morning, new life
Old sun kisses me awake
Her touch filled with an unknown, strange cold
nevertheless overflowing with eternal gentleness.
New life, new sounds
Wind rushes though the trees
Creating an unfamiliar whispering around me
A mellow background music for the little ones laughter.
New sounds, new surroundings
My first own bed, oddly comfortable
Light walls, filled with pictures not carpets
Colors duller even so filled with a warm liveliness.
New surroundings, new faces
The world: filled with countless little ones, overflowing with joy
My path: protected by a sedulous, faithful guardian
My new family: five sisters bound by the same fate.
New faces, ne tasks
No longer serving the living but the deceased
Helping them to pass through the eternal wall
So old ones, young ones and little ones can finally return home.
New tasks, new morning
The night is over, I’ve cried for my lost ones
Without looking back, I’ll march on
To smile for my new family from the depth of my heart.
A Whisper in the Mist
We have to die in despair,
Since a peaceful death leaves no regrets.
We have to die in despair,
To ensure we would never fall into the darkness embrace.
We have to pass three trials,
Way, Name and Reason mark the solid stepping stones within the path.
We have to pass three trials,
Because only accepting the inadmissible truth will unlock the door.
We have to bear a burden,
Otherwise the world will crumble into nothingness.
We have to bear a burden,
To wander among the living once again.
