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You gave us the sun for our time
And we know that when it will sink forever
Also each life on this planet will be extinguished.
In vain were all hopes, plans
And their fulfilments.

Let our hearts love and not hate,
Let our hands do good whenever it is needed
So that they help and do not kill.

Let our transitory and often hard lifes
Find faith and support with your powers.
With that we put up resistance to
Injuries and afflictions and do not let us
Deviate from our good intentions.

When our lips express our thoughts
Let them always form words of truth and of good will.
And that nobody is harmed in his dignity and reputation
By

A Magic Night of Sorrow and Hope

I feel that something in the wood is other than usual.
There is a happy mood that is mysterious at the same time.
The senses are sharpened.

Like from afar I mean to hear the music of elves.
The songs they are singing are merry and joyous.
Songs that echo through the night that will not become dark.
Songs, penetrating deep into my soul.
That let me forget this world and make me dreaming.

But beyond all high mountains, under oaks and beeches dense.
There, where the moss has a sappy green and
The light breaks through the foliage,
Lies a pool deeply hidden, legendary and mythical,
Carries a whispering secret, conceals its power in the

Elven Tears

I am sitting hidden at the foot of an oak,
Songs strike up longing, flying sadly with the wind.
Swing themselves on a cloud, floating in the wide world,
Looking for a human who is imprisoned by a dream.
Penetrate his soul to allay softly the sorrow,
Want to take all pain with them into eternity.

Rain falls from the dark sky and I am weeping silently,
Because the way to my soul is misplaced for all time.

I open my eyes, extinguished is the starlight,
Quiet my songs die away. Sadness fulfils my existence.
Feeling the wind like a warm breath that embraces me,
Hoping that one day it will bring back all the stars.
Comforted by the moon

Nocturnal Woods

I see the sky, the moon and the earth -
Dreaming, meditating.
It is the air, the fields and the woods ...
Starlit is the night.
My soul relaxes
And floats through the silence.

Second! Stand still and stay!
You are just so wonderful!
Let all the others move on,
Drops in the sea of time -
Past.

The wood does not hear the waves,
But the trees know my silent song.
Leaves are touched by the moonlight.
Stricken by the silvery wonder,
My heart sees the truth of existence.

The Love

Long, long time ago, there existed an island, on which all feelings of the people lived: The good humour, the sadness, the knowledge …. and like all other feelings also the love.

One day the feelings where informed that the island was going to sink. So, they prepared their ships and left the island. Only the love wanted to wait till the last moment.

Before the sinking of the island, the love asked for help. The wealth passed the love on a luxurious ship. She asked: "Wealth, can you take me with you?"
"No, I cannot. I have so many gold and silver aboard that there is no place for you left."

Now, the love asked the pride which passed b

The Four Elements of Nature

Never deal careless with the elements,
Treat them with respect,
Because they are powerful and otherwise can easily get out of control.
Here is to apply as well: Respect, attention, carefulness and conscious way how to deal with fire, water, air and earth And the creatures who will bring those energies to humanity!
According to an old tradition the air is the breath of life, the water is the potion of life, the fire is the warmth of life and The earth is the food of all life.

What would we be without them?

When we listen to our heart and look into our inner selves,
Then we will find the truth there –
We only have to trust ourse

Dream of an Elf

There, where the moon shines on the moss,
Where everything radiates in silver and gold,
Where elves and fairies walk hand in hand -
There is my home.

Where the air smells of trees
And where the greatest secret of my heart lies
Is the place I feel like home.

There, where everyone believes in the good
And where inner values still count.
Where all beings are accepted -
There is in the dark light of the night
The bright moon with magical force and soft shine.

Under the protection of the breathing power of the woods
The forest grants me tranquility and deep spiritual peace.
In the origin of my existence I experience
The connection o

Deeply rooted in Mother Earth

Like with thousand fine roots,
Each tree throngs to the depth
Like Mother Earth presented it
With sweet juices of life.

As it is deeply anchored in Her,
Rises to the light,
Under blossoms, under fruits,
Thankful shines and happily lives.

So you gave me power and blossoms,
Gave me fruits. So you are
My little Mother Earth,
I am deeply rooted in you!

The Tree's Name

The tree grew in the midst of the Old Forest.

A lot of people went for a walk in this forest. But mostly they did not notice the tree. It stood a little off the road. There it had its place where it had grown naturally.

The tree was still young, but already very strong. Its roots were deeply anchored in Mother Earth. It had strong branches and many twigs where birds liked to nest. The birds were its friends. They felt well there because of the tranquillity and the strength of the tree. Its leaves became dark-red in autumn and were wonderfully veined.

The tree had a dream. It wanted to know its name.

During one long dark and cold winter it

I am a fighting-dogI am playful, I am still young and my soul is still pure.
I have been waiting for a friend, for someone who likes me!
Then you came! Alas - how glad I have been,
I did not know how it feels when a human hand reaches for one!
But then - It hurt so much. And I did not know why!
Now it is time to just defend myself, to snap at your hands!
But it is getting worse and goes on, slap for slap, day by day!

I have thirst and hunger. You, my master, give me something.
Slaps and blows are now routine! But then!!
A calf was laid at my paws, they force me and beat me with the rod.
Alas, what does my master wants me to do!
I should tear that ani

OriginsTime.
Oblivion.
Back to my roots!

The Choice between Life and DeathThere was a time in this life that was my happiest but also the most sorrowful. In this short period I was allowed to live the highest feelings of gladness but also learned a lot of things. I have learned that a connection should never be one-way or the other one did not know what to begin with. And the moral was – but I hope it was not my final lesson – an elemental soul and a human soul can never be soul mates.

I never have had what is called numerous friendships, was always confronted with the words "You are strange". Thus made me very distrusting towards people around me and I preferred getting lost in astral travel rather than

I Join Hands With You

I join hands with you,
Take them, when you need them,
Because you are not alone.

Seize them, whenever you want,
Because you will not fall.

Ask for this hand,
Because friendship is nearness.

Feel their lives, when you are cold,
Because life is warmth.

Let them go when you want to fly,
Because freedom is in you.

This hand will hold you,
Whenever you wish,
But it will never seize you,
For this hand will help,
It wants no control..
…NEVER…

If You Were With Me NowIf you were with me now
I would find myself in you.
If you were with me now
You are the only one who knew
All the things we planned to do.

I want to live my life
The way you said I would
With courage as my light,
Fighting for what is right,
Like you made me believe I could.

I will fly on your wings
To places I have never been.
There is so much I have never seen.
But I can feel your heart-beat still
And I will do great things
On your wings.

... Someday ... with your spirit to guide me ... and your memory beside me.

Eternal Wood

Eternal wood with thousands of tree-tops,
In your halls dwells peace.
With your incessant rustle
You still the longing of my heart.

In silent devotion, the mouth must
Fail there miserably.
Only bird-singing has here the right
To beat the time.

Each tree loves its neighbour,
Together they carry the weight.
Caress each other tenderly with the branches,
Hugs themselves when they like.

For how many animals do you offer
A safe habitat?
For how many flowers do you care
Which trust blindly your protection?

Eternal wood with thousands of tree-tops,
Mother Earth may preserve you.
At all times and forever
You should develop yourself

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I imagine a World

by *Malintra-Shadowmoon, Jun 30, 2012, 4:39:13 PM
Literature / Poetry / Spiritual / Free Verse

I imagine a world
With slopes, green meadows
With little huts in the vast garden
With little children watering plants
Which are waiting for rain in the sun.
They do what pleases to them.

I imagine a world
With a yellow beach at a blue sea
With colourful fishes and white mussels.
The children come here to play.
They are lying in the warm sand and snuggle up.
They play like it pleases to them.

I imagine a world
With a green, cool forest
With small birds and colourful feathers.
The children's song echoes through the trees.
None of them knows the word "sorrow".
They sing what pleases to them.

I imagine a world
Where only children exist
In all colours and all are small.
None of them knows the word "war".
None of them will ever grow up.
They stay as it pleases to them.

I imagine a world
With hills, with gardens, with flowers and trees;
With forest, with sea, with birds and meadows.
With small and large people who dream
Of joy, of love and of paradise.
They live as it pleases to the universe.

I imagine a Worldby *Malintra-Shadowmoon

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How a perfect world should be like. The dream of a better world.

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~adventwinter Aug 9, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

It's so sweet... but somehow sad...

*Malintra-Shadowmoon Aug 10, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

It is easy to achieve as it costs nothing or only little. But on the other hand it is very likely to fade, very fragile, because people are so dependent on so many things except their own selves. They give themselves up for some material that won't last. That cost also little, only the "you".

It is adorable but can be lost or seems far away. That is what makes it sweet and sad at one time.

A little late but not forgotten: Many thanks for your comment and your feelings

~adventwinter Aug 12, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Yes.. that is very true. I wish it weren't, but it is. At the least, I wish I didn't believe it, but I do. Maybe it's because I'm just a dreamer.

You're welcome. And thank YOU for the explanation and for writing this

~NoSuchThingAsSin Jul 8, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

That's really heart-touching. Really.

*Malintra-Shadowmoon Jul 8, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Thanks a lot for your comment. It is just something like the ideal way of life (should be)

~NoSuchThingAsSin Jul 8, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Yeah, it should. Even as adults, we should know well enough to stay away from things that destroy our universal peace of mind. You would figure we would at least learn something from all those years of childhood.

~dogyjoe Jul 6, 2012 General Artist

I just read your poem and it is quite amazing, It sounds like a Utopia, but it is not impossible. It can be true, real just need to give as much thought and possible. Thank you for sharing

*Malintra-Shadowmoon Jul 6, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

You are very welcome. Glad you like it

~dogyjoe Jul 6, 2012 General Artist

I do, it's quite good.

~JustAGirlWithAPen Jun 30, 2012 Student General Artist

Where'd you get the picture? Looks like the Smoky Mtns.

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