I’ll walk the walk.
I’ll talk the talk.
I’am who I’am.
And that’s not all…
If I can sense your smell…
I’ll fly like a bat out of hell.
I’ll come crash…
are there no stars in our heavens -
are we children of a lesser hope —
or why don’t you worship the living?
reach out and let your imagination
fly
[Video]
© Benedikt Amrhein, 2012
I am ripped to
Shreds.
Bloodied, torn
Unrecognizable. My
Outside has gone.
Stripped clean.
Reborn. I
Arrive back to where I
Came from.
Anew.
The weaver sits at her
Loom. The
Threads fine silk. The
Colours tell of
Baby’s breath and
Mother’s milk.
Time is
Set aside.
Sense of
Self forgotten. There is a
Story to be
Told…
He sits in the
Gutter of his
Life. His
Wings that
Flew him so
High lay bedraggled on the
Ground. The
Crown of his
Head now nothing more than an
Empty shell.
“Life itself flows on through eternity. Beyond earth life are the realms of higher existence waiting to enfold you in love. We see your world with its light and darkness. We come among you as symbols…
A Wild Heart flies to places
Beyond the edge of reason,
Embracing each moment new
And every changing season.
Of sunshine i dream
when thoughts of You
enter my head
suddenly
without warning
working, i see You
in a field
Namaqualand daisies
Your carpet
You spinning
giddy
laughing BEAUTIFULLY
NO bird could sing the s…
In my matters of trying to cope with life I sat by my window last night,
Emotions were running high as my memories of you continue to delight.
Tears slowly made their way down through paths that were e…
I’ve meet a friend…
Who made me feel
whole again.
Who does’nt pretend.
Or even offend.
Who empathize’s.
Without any surprise’s.
Understand’s and share’s.
The feel…
When the dam of sin is broken
and grace rushes in like a
flashflood
all
of
a
sudden
corpses are smiling in their tombs
and
my
heart
was
one of them
and I was a dead man inside
a casket body
being
lowered
into
the dirt…