GOTSALA

Wander in primeval forest, through swamps and over meadows 

Living of reed root, lingo berries and blueberries

Tasting the smell of wet moss and resin 

Carry me to the glimmering lights from the ponds 

where the bed beside is laid spruce twigs in a glade

Gave a handshake to the dew 
when the hearts storms are over-won
Dipped cleansed from the poverty need 
and finding me rested by the trees 

I shall make snow here 
Wrap myself in soft moss 
Climb inside the faded flowers 
underneath ill-painted dark skies 

Molts of cold 
Mist rests 

Breaking sleep 
away

Inside this wait
the inner life-achievement is done 

Learning to live 
again 

1 SIGFRIDSSON LIGHT FOREST 1 S

COLOUR OF LIFE

I am joythrown here

with the ability to see through air

Turning me into Wind and becoming 0% blind!

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BARRIER DOWN! BARRIER DOWN!

REALITY! EXIST REALITY!

COME REALITY! REIGN!

TAKE ME! LEAD ME! FILL ME!

FLOW! FLOW! DRIP!

OCEANS! SIGNS! SKIES!

FILL ME!

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Birdsongs awakes

Drinking from twilights

Something breathes in nearness,

realityborn, here realitystrewn

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One battled mind of  bluest skies

pouring in life’s most beautiful colours,

beyond all conceived mind games,

past years of all placed wolfmonths

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SURVIVING! GIVING MEANING!

REGRET NOTHING! RISING OUT OF DUST!

SPEAK! SPEAK AS THE NETTLE SPEAK!

USE CHOICE AND POUR IN LIFE’S COLOUR! 

COLOUR OF LIFE

COLOUR OF LIFE