DREAMS AND STARS

© Alex vander Horst, juli 2009

                                     

 

There was promise in the air, I thought I couldn´t reach it.

Then it came down to me like springtime blossom, falling from a tree.

I tried to hold, it slipped through my fingers.

Broken promises were standing in my way.

 

There was a road into dreams, I thougt I couldn`t walk it.

Then all the dreamworld came to me along this road in a summerbreeze.

I tried to enter, tried to meet, the road cracked under my feet.

Broken dreams were standing in my way.

 

         Having to face ruins of  fantasy,

         having to make my way on crumbled memories,

         learning to know, like seasons, they all will come and go:

         dreams and stars!

 

There was a rainbow, I thought I couldn`t touch it.

Then all the colours rearranged in a magic autumn-tree,

I tried to climb with all my love, the leaves they all fell off.

Broken colours were standing in my way

 

So many stars above, I thought I couldn`t gather.

Then they came whirling down to me like heavenly midwinter-snow.

I tried to catch them all around, they melted on the ground.

Broken stars were standing in my way.

 

         Having to face ruins of  fantasy,

         having to make my way on crumbled memories,

         learning to know, like seasons, they all will come and go:

         dreams and stars!

 

As I grew older, more steady,  more ready to survive,

I heard a sudden whisper, saying: you`re a tree in your own life,

you are a summerbreeze for dreams, a rainbow , a star,

stop searching and just fullfill the miracle, that you are....

 

I turned my head to look for someone who was whispering around,

but there was nobody in my room, who was making any sound.

I thought another disappointment would be standing in my way,

but since that day, the words keep saying, on and on they keep on playing,

like dug-up treasures on broken grounds, I am to make my way with sounds of…..

dreams and stars……….