Joy and Dance

In the context of reading this article and a question here, I wrote:

Dance the dance of Joy,

dance the Freedom of your Love.

Dance the dance, no fear be nigh;

dance the dance, and from above

Heaven will its blessings bring. Heaven be thy Star;

dance the dance, infinity

brings the Light – no dark

shall rise again.

 

In you, there is but Freedom.

In you does Love prevail.

In you is precious Freedom;

in you does Love prevail.

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Den Weg mit Herz gehen

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Diese Nacht habe ich einen interessanten Film gesehen – das koreanische Original [auf Deutsch, man kann ihn übrigens auf Deutsch online finden, etwa auf myvideo.de, soweit das am Abrufort legal ist oder bei amazon erwerben] – : My Sassy Girl (kor. 엽기적인 그녀 bzw. 獵奇的인 그女; Yeopgijeogin geunyeo).

In den letzten Monaten habe ich mich beim Anschauen asiatischer Filme etwas zurückgehalten, da ich dachte, das täte ich besser in Asien; und bei japanischen Filmen war ich mir nicht immer sicher, inwieweit es gut sei, das jetzt zu aktualisieren.

“Gedichte für die Nacht”: Reading in Esslingen am Neckar

I will be 1 of 10 poets taking part in Rosen‘s Sommer-Salon in a reading organised by the Stadtbücherei [Municipal Library] Esslingen in cooperation with Rosen’s Lyrik-Salon. A singer-songwriter will perform a few songs in between the individual contributions.

The event will take place in the context of the Bouquinist Festival on Saturday, September 22nd at 22 h in the library, either in the courtyard or the caféteria, depending on the weather.

Entry will be free.

For more information also see here.


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If I want to live. If I want

to be the Light,

if I want to give,

if I want to stop the fight,

 

I will have to be the stars,

I will have to seek

that, what truely is;

my light, shall it be not meek.

 

Notes:

Grammatically, should the last line read “it shall be…”?

I wrote the poem when wondering what to do next.

 

 

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On the Power of Ideas

I just have seen the second part of “Schutzengelngel auf Skiern” (Terror on Skis) from the series “Charlie’s Angels” (“Drei Engel für Charlie”).

There was a scene, in which, while evil took its course in the whiteness of the winter world, the people were celebrating on the hills, the lights looking like glow worms at night – a beautiful scene. And, yet, there was terror, not far distant.

That terror only could take place, because someone believed in an idea – and acted, as the construction of thought that possessed him seemed to bide.

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Inspired by W. E. Hanley (and Leonard Nimoy)

After retweeting this tweet and reading the previous tweets ( by Leonard Nimoy from W. E. Hanley’s “Invictus”. I tried to let me inspire. It may not be my finest work, but still I feel I should put the verses, that came, here:

I love thee, dear – no fear to be
a truth at all, for once you are
what heaven wants, t h a t is what b e.
For thou art HIS, yes, all around.

A bit later I wrote:

I shall not fear,
but rise anew
to where my sun has gone.

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