softly in the shades of a small place
I see the red and velvet moons rising from the ocean
my heart is flying like a bird and filled with joy
where are you "rest of the world" ?
where are the thousand eyes that should learn to see ?
where are the ears getting used to hear the voice
of the water and a whispering sky ?
hidden is my place in the deep space of memory
where time and space touch each other gently
and fantasy turns into
a very "real" love