Voice of the fire
Sound of bubbles
Music of sunrise
At this lullaby I hear wind
Leaves growing so noisy
I’m not speechless in front of the sea
It won’t swallow my breath
At this voice,
I won’t say: I can fly;
I am flying!
With this light;
I’m not afraid of being in the middle of ocean’s night
silence
This sorrowful song is not song of darkness;
Fire can’t be dark!
* Wakaba: New leaves - one of the songs of Spitz
12.03.2013
