Poems 5


	*Poems from "Along the way"*
	Along the way 1 Along the way The way appears while I walk Meeting people Impressions Stops In life The way swings View Small sights Of a large world Along the way 2 Along the way The way appears while I walk Meeting people Impressions Stops In life The way swings Runs an other direction as expected Meets new ways New people Look out and understand Small sights A little seed A little seed Laid in the ground Came to the world Grew up In rain and wind Overcame the storm Stretched itself against the light With it fragile leaves Stands upright now Shines like the sun A little seed has grown strong A little seed II A little seed Laid in the ground Came to the world In rain and wind Overcame the storm Grew up from the hard ground Stretched itself against the light With it fragile leaves Stands upright now Stretched itself against the sun With the wish to life A little seed has grown strong Thoughts It's been said Thoughts are free but what about the thoughts that were placed in out heads against our own awareness By the Mediterranean Southern France Summer Sun People walk in the sunset At the promenade On the way to one of the restaurants In the old part of town Fragrances of flowers hang still in the air Small waves breaks at the beach A lonely swimmer comes out of the water We are on our way home From Le châteaux At the zoo 1 Adults and children Stand and look at The large animal That walks restless Past them behind the wall of glass Pliant Beautiful Dangerous Strange So they walk on To the next cage To look at The strange animals Wondering Pleased about the variety Maybe now and there there's sowed a little thought That grows big and guards all this At the zoo II People hurries on Children nags Want to see the real animals Lions Tigers The dangerous ones The strong ones Few see The little bird Turn the head To look at On them Who stops To look at A little head dressed with feathers	You don't want my answer You come to me to with a questions You expect an answer But you don't want my answer I can't give it to you You want your own answer You can't get it It's not what you want to hear But it's that you can get At the marked Crowed of people Rows of bodies Going Pushing Movements Like waves on the ocean An ocean of human bodies Past each other Against each other Salesmen shouting Buyers answering Then it's over People hurry home In the Danish village In the Danish village Memories off a lost time Memories of people who have past Showing us our roots So we can build a future Past meeting present People alive Walking around paths Brooding about what has been before Forgetting a short while The many demands of their everyday life Sitting down in the sun And finally enjoying Just to exist Time 1 You haven't got time You say I know You haven't got time The time have you Time 2 You haven't got time You say Hurry on Past Me But I know You haven't got time The time have you Tivoli Children's laughter Music is playing The sun is shinning It's summer It's Tivoli Merry-go-round goes in circles People are lining up At stands and activities We walk at the silent paths Where the light lightens for the evening Away from the crowed Evening falls at the Tivoli It's summer A place There's a place Far away That creates an echo In my soul A sound Vibrating Climbing Spreading through my body And is released a cry of joy That laid there Waited Since I was a child Small things I often wondered How small things Can leave behind that much emptiness When they vanish Without mercy The little flower in front of the window That stood in full splendour just yesterday And is gone today The butterfly that flutters by And is gone when I blink And the bird that sang in the apple-tree Through the summer Vanished with the autumn wind Small things We rarely think about Before they are gone For good
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