In The Garden

You appeared in many shapes long after I had written those words on my quest for a decent elixir. The wounds became scars — strange maps drawn by the shaking hands of the past.


It‘s like the sound of whispering leaves
Like the wind to hear you breathe
I feel you beyond the trees
I brought lilies
You gave me peace

Your silence is a magic voice
That heals my broken heart
We seal our souls tonight
In the garden
Where pain subsides

It‘s the moonlight on your face
Your tenderness, your grace
I feel your hand upon my hair
I brought roses
You gave me air

Your silence is a magic voice
That heals my broken heart
We seal our souls tonight
In the garden
Where pain subsides

(written 2004)