In meinem Herzfaden ist es ja oft ziemlich still.
Er ist zwar nicht der Schweigethread, den mir Dolphins mind mal vorgeschlagen hat, aber immerhin, recht still ist es schon!
Das ist schön, denn in der Stille fühle ich mich zuhause.
Wenn alles Denken und Glauben aufhört und ich nur bin, dann ist es am schönsten.
Nicht von aussen, sondern von innen her bewegt sein, ist das Schönste, was es gibt.
Zu der Stille gibt es auch ein Lied, das mich immer wieder bewegt. Es passt ganz gut zu der Jahreszeit, wie ich finde.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Kd8xp86reY
Wenn also jemand vorbeikommt, dann bitte auf leisen Sohlen!
Ein schönes Wochenende euch allen!
Hello darkness, my old friend,
Ive come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
A neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one deared
Disturb the sound of silence.
Fools said i,you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisperd in the sounds of silence.
