Turning point.

We live

in a ring of corners full,

run always into walls,

catch sight of smashed reflections

in noman's land,

of Love deloved,

of Life delived.

a point of turning - turning point

The keepers of the threshold keep

the heart

as entry

to the virgin land of soul.

Heartstrings are freed,

are found, are bound in the fire of vital flame.

I and me, I and you,

I and we,

We and Life,

in beauty's focus

glimpse ourself.

Soul knows itself in you,

the joyful.

We take off to nearest nearness,

through noman's land.

Love freely loved!

Life freely lived!

A point of turning - turning point

The keepers of the threshold keep

the heart

as entry

to the virgin land of soul.

Heartstrings are freed,

are found, are bound in the fire of vital flame.

I and me, I and you,

I and we,

We and Life

© 2000 music: Kristian Schultze words: B.Swan / Elfi Ammann

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