MORNING FOG
Step by step
heavy burden
coming from nowhere
ages turn into ages
prohphecy fullfilled
what leads the way?
Which longing?
Which need?
Don't we have
all
morning fog
heading our way?
The cold
the damp air climbing in
the day
the skin
already broken
from journeys
through the dessert
Reaching out
Nowhere to go
but to follow hope and dreams
step by step
hands reaching out
touching the borders
of our life
want to cross borders?
let the fog stream in
and grow?
Being as unlimited
as the surrounding fog
in eternal sky.
Step by step
listening
to the earth's voice
as miracles pass
and life goes by
Step by step by...
as long
as it takes
to see with our heart
as long
till we see...
© imbi 2002