23. June 2020

I remember. Your fascination for me. Church walls, full of people. You couldn‘t even concentrate. Starring at me until I had to leave. I remember. This Sunday morning at 4 am. Me, the lack crow in the coat. Stockings and overknees. The black hoodie in my face. The drawings in front of these church walls. Me, creeping away. I remember. One of these rainy winter evenings. I walked across your holy house. Tears in the rain. All these questions on my mind. I have searched for you. I remember you....

29. March 2020

It's all about how you think. If you choose death or life. copyright by Magical Whispers/I. Normann, March 2020