In the place where the light starts,waves dream,they...play,
in mystery knock,
knock in the night at the gate of my heart.
In the place where the light starts,petals dream,they...were scattered,
like silver threads of morning dew, melted,
melt away,completely in my heart,
a flame of fire between earth and sky.
In the place where the light starts ,the stars,they...glow,
mirrored in waters,
dripping,dripping slowly,whispers in the night-light,
like into a fountain the stars-stars,
drops wishes as in Morgan's eyes.
In the place where the light starts,to the place where they go,
flying,flying,butterflies-the thoughts,
diamond touches with flimsy wings,they...wandering play
among the waves dream,which knock,knock,
lovingly knock...purple lilac love,
a prayer at the gate of Heaven.
