October 31st, 2008 at 2:31 am (Michel Montecrossa)
New President, new Power,
new Action, new Intentions
and I hope for sure: new also the direction.
New President in our country,
new President in another country,
new President in any country,
new President; who is that?
One President there is almost no-one knows.
Looking after all the things human and more.
New President wherever you are,
new President, whoever you are:
take the lead, show the way of the One I mentioned.
Don’t be another fool
believing himself to be someone
without really knowing the One:
Don’t be such a fool.
Don’t be another president
but be the true President
telling Truth, bringing Peace,
working for World-Union on this Earth.
New President, new Power, new Action,
new Intentions
and I hope for sure: new also the direction.
(© 2007 Michel Montecrossa)
October 31st, 2008 at 1:08 am (Michel Montecrossa)
As the battle came to an end
there was one bitter last blow,
one last kill, one last wound,
one last shot, one last bomb,
one last breath of poison.
Soon the ruins will be quiet,
calm the cratered earth
and morning fog will no longer hide
the enemy brother and the weapon he got.
As the battle came to an end
someone was there who thought of God.
And he knew the tears will not
end so soon, nor will pain go.
Battles end but struggle still goes on,
will go on…
I would like to see
my home so free
as is my soul’s, my soul’s ecstasy.
Yes, I would like to be.
I would like to be
free as the Master is in His Consciousness.
Free as the Truth and the Answer
to all the battles that can ever be.
Deep within burned this thought.
And I knew with tears of hope
and I saw with vision’s strength
that this pain and battle won’t be in vain,
won’t be in vain…
As the battle came to an end
there was one bitter last blow,
one last kill, one last wound,
one last shot, one last bomb,
one last breath of poison.
Soon the ruins will be quiet,
calm the cratered earth
and morning fog will
no longer hide
the enemy brother and the weapon he got.
As the battle came to an end
someone was there who thought of God.
And he knew the tears will not
end so soon, nor will pain go.
Battles end but struggle still goes on,
will go on till the hour comes, the hour comes.
(© 2007 Michel Montecrossa)
October 15th, 2008 at 1:00 pm (Dr. Slowly)
Der Nebel verschleiert den Mond,
die Wellen verzerren sein Spiegelbild,
die Bäume verstecken ihn hinter den Blättern,
aber in meinem Herz
ist die Erinnerung an dich
so klar wie der Mond
in der Linse des Fernrohrs
des Weltraumforschers.
(© 15.10.2008 Dr. Slowly)