The journey of the Wishfulthinking

Ballade zum Thema Geborgenheit/ Wärme

von inye

The journey of the Wishfulthinking

For long, long time it slept in me,

but somewhen it awoke,

wove thoughts with dreams within my spirit

and I began to write.

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But as I show my words to other ones

outside of my surrounding world,

the declination “Nothing else to do?”

was like a slap in face.

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I put my spirit in a safety cave

deep inside my forlorn heart

and wrote my words for me alone,

only dear friends they were shown.

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But then one day, a wise of them

showed me the way that I shall go.

”The compliance, you´re searching for,”

he said, “lies on another shore.”

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I took my hope to build a silver ship,

and named it Wishfulthinking.

The deep blue sails I wove from dreams,

with fantasy I braid the ropes.

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I picked my heart and went on board,

the Wishfulthinking´s journey starts.

To bring me to my longed for place,

she sailed the oceans wide.

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And as she´d crossed the point of no return,

my ship rode faster through the waves.

The Wishfulthinking, so it seems,

definitely knew the course to go.

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Later on, I sudden heard the lovely sound

of singing words high in the sky.

’Were words do sing,’ I lucky thought,

’must lie a moonily land.’

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I gazed whole the horizon, seeking for the cause,

when an sparkling island there arose.

The Wishfulthinking now outspeed drove,

to bring me to the shore.

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As we´d attain, I jumped aboard

to start discovering this secret land.

I found a well called inspiration,

from its fluidness I did taste

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and as I´d drunk the first ambrosial drops

my heart began to dance.

It guides my spirit out the cave

to spread his wings and fly again.

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The Wishfulthinking I sent back

to give another one the chance,

to reach this magic poetry place,

where every spirit may ascend.

◦~◦~◦~◦

© by inye

Lindau 08.01.11 – 10.01.11

Anmerkung von inye:

Diese Ballade entstand an einem Wochenende während dreier ausgedehnter Spaziergänge mit meinen Hunden, bei denen ich gerne meinen Geist auf Reisen schicke, um Worte zu suchen und sie zu verbinden.
'The journey of the Wishfulthinking' soll ein Ausdruck jener längs verloren geglaubten Freude sein, die ich bei meiner Ankunft hier empfand...

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LudwigJanssen (54)
(11.01.11)

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inye meinte dazu am 11.01.11:

Hi Ludwig,
Boah, deine Katze ist echt genial...

Ich denke aber, dass es neben 'ernster' Literatur auch 'romantisch verspielte' geben muss, daher werd ich meinen Geist vorerst noch nicht in die Hölhle zurückbitten und wieder an Bord gehen...

LG inye
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LudwigJanssen (54) antwortete darauf am 11.01.11:

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