Dream Big

Dream Big

There you are, maybe, again, or at last

The wonder, the miracle, the match for to be

Could you be real, just to stay a little while forever

Or is it another challenge to test me, to be finally free

Good Lord, you know best, who I am, what I’ve been through

I’ve had way enough of the lectures of life for my taste now, you bet

Nevertheless, I know there is always more to learn, to discover, reveal

Nevertheless, I’d rather do not live another experience of grief or regret

I have come a long way to be here, to be aware, to be who I am to be now

That doesn’t mean I haven’t made stupid things, mistakes, foolish stuff

It does mean though that I’ve learned a lot, went through some hell

Went through a transformation, have had oohs and aahs enough

You ask me, could or would you have me just for your own

Honestly, I can say you couldn’t, neither would nor will

I just belong to live itself, love the whole world within

My heart is not "possessable", it’s independent, still

Still, I long to be connected to, I long to care

Still, there’s a place I’m looking for to be

My home, my heaven, my safe haven

My wonderful homecoming in me

I’m some exhausted to think

I’m not good enough, why

Hold under by complex

Behaving lowly or shy

I am rich as heaven

The kingdom per se

Not perfect, all right!

So what? Hey, hurray!

Wouldn’t it be hell for you

If I was, if it happened to be

Does it not make you human

As well, doesn’t it set you free

Hence, choose wisely your desire

Consider the angles you can accept

I do not intend to be used, tested, lost

Damned sure though I want to be kept

We’ll see if I will feel safe enough to give

Myself completely, maybe for the first

Time - it seems to be a good timing

Grand, maybe it will even rhyme

I am no kind of idiot, no fool

Furthermore, on that I plan

Please, be so kind, and nice

Appearing just wham-bam

On the other hand, I waited

This whole life long and ago

Some all is left yet, I'm glad

Maybe home we go, “Hi ho”

HC_Thiesgen

March 25, 2020

5:51 PM (CET)

Sternenklar

Sternenklar

Ich hätte vertrauen sollen

Meinem allerersten Instinkt

Ich hätte ja wissen müssen

Dass deine Liebe stinkt

Du kommst daher

Redest bevor du denkst

Und fürchtest dich ja riesig

Dass du dir etwas verschenkst

Du bist kein ganzer Mann

Und eine kleine verbitterte Frau

Und dass ich nicht der Grund bin

Das weiss ich aber ganz genau

Schiebe nicht einfach so etwas vor

Was der Wahrheit nicht entspricht

Du bist nur auf die Genugtuung

Und ewigen Ruhm erpicht

Du wirst nut geleitet von Stolz

Wie die Marionette vom Spieler

Und ich bin ins Ziel geschossen

Du verbleibst der Verlierer

Du hast keinen Mumm

Das war und ist dir nicht klar

Und du wirst es auch nicht wissen

Nicht morgen, nicht in einem Jahr

Eine grosse Liebe verabschiedet sich

Ich nehme sie hinfort wieder hier mit mir

Nichts ahnend wirst du sie doch vermissen

Verzeihung, aber das ist nicht mein Bier

Viel Spass mit dem Pony oder auch dem Esel

Dass oder der dem Reiter besser entspricht

Das feurige Pferd zieht die Freiheit vor

Und bereut es bei dir auch nicht

Ich bin ganz einfach nicht dafür geschaffen

Für das Laufen im Kreise oder Dressur

Und chauvinistische Erquickungen

Langweilen mich einfach nur

Zurück zu den süssen Klängen

Zurück, trotz so rauher Natur

Zurück zu meiner Würde

Zurück zur Liebe pur

HC_B

MAY 19, 2009

[24:00 hrs]

Course of Wonders

Course of Wonders

Recently I thought about several times by now
Albeit, to consider you just as a dear and gentle friend
There is kind of reliable and enjoyable things to be thankful for
Competing with matters, sorry, I'll not furthermore be able to stand 

It neither makes part of my dream nor of my picture ahead
Neither has it made enchanting, blissful, joyful or sweet sense
I don't want my love fragmented and to squander energies
I want to feel free and liberated, not cautious and tense

Too many questions got simply unanswered meanwhile
Too many beautiful happenings and ongoings got too unshared
Too many "Yens" overlooked in the favor of the still claiming past
Too much eternal, but continually and cruelly ending, time uncared

At last, I finitely need enclosing, lossless and capacious attention
Need to unify and rejoin my distracted, strained empathy right now
Need my obscure sallowness be refilled with new light and colors
As my fallowness to be cultivated bright-eyed again somehow

Will I never get back more than my outstanding own embrace?
Merely an echo of my own love, of my own passion all in return?
In terms of the thousandth copy of the copy, used or abused
Attended by reservations, provisos and points to earn

I'm NO ONE, I'm EVERYONE, and I’m ONE
I want that living. I want that loving. I want that matter.

                           I want that ZERO full of great tendencies and means                           

Want you to want me BETTER and "no better"

I can let you go, plus I can go for myself, anyway
Moving forward onto some eventually higher ground
It's possible, but I don't want to, I'm tired of that
Counting backward really doesn't that count

I deserve to be liked and be treated with devotion
Without any necessary need for me to ever one day pay
Manifested as a predestined and choicest NONPAREIL
With sparkling and glistening WONDERS in my way

I deserve to be all that ME
I deserve to fulfill all that YOU
I deserve to call it that OUR
DREAM COME TRUE


HC_B - 21/08/15
[01:35 PM]