Surprise takes me by my hand,

Was this all, my love?

Walking my way you will walk yours,

Deep blue feelings givenhe takes the outer formto be free from condition,colours stay, new vessel's born.

Is it really you alone who createsthese dazzling visions of moon rays?How can you ask me this, my love?You know it's not, it's always us. I'm truly nothing anymorebut a vessel that is filled.Having become the deepest voidI'm left with nothing and with all still. It's you who makes me breathe and be,why did you show me, make me see?Nothing ever will be someone's or mine,birthed in the heavens, we can align. For others though I will still tryto be something I once calledmyself - even if to me honestlywe've born a new reality.

Walking my way, I will walk yours

What is me if I do see

Oh spirit, oh spirit, what have I become?

The less I see the more can be

Does all exist by contrast only?

Finding you at night blue shores

Even when not, you still do love

It is incredible

Why is end in everything

"It is a dream" - "just wait and see"

Vor einigen Jahren fragte ich mich, was Glück bedeutet.

Silberstrahlen sinken sacht auf nachttrunkene Welt,

Emerging from the depth of space

There is a difference of perspective