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Nein ich fange nicht an zu beten, aber ich stosse immer wieder auf Zitate, die mein Herz berühren und die zu bestimmten Situationen in meinem Leben passen.
Dieses habe ich von einem Tumblr-Blog , wirklich Schön und vielleicht werde ich doch nicht kalt und unberechenbar 
A little prayer
This just suits to me and my live
I’m not very good at this Game called Life for I’ve not learned to see children crying without feeling pain
For I’ve not learned to watch animals destroyed without wondering why
For I’ve not yet met a king or a celebrity that I would bow down to or a man so insignificant that I would use for a stepping-stone
For I’ve not learned to be a ‘yes man to narrow minded bosses who quote rules without reason
and I’ve not learned to manipulate the feelings of others to be used for my own advantages then cast aside as I see fit
No, I’m not very good at this Game called Life
and if everything goes
well maybe I never will be
Author unkown
… für das neue Jahr und alle folgenden!
Wunderschöne Weihnachten an euch, eure Familie und eure Freunde!
Jeder spricht vom Rad der Zeit,
ich hab’ es nie gesehen.
Es “radelt” wohl zum Zeitvertreib,
bleibt es auch jemals stehen?
Schon mancher wurde überrollt
und nahm dabei kein Schaden.
Wer hat das denn nur so gewollt?
Die Zeit verlangt stets Taten.
“Was wäre wenn es rückwärts fährt,
macht man die selben Fehler?”
Die Frage wird wohl nie geklärt,
zu tief sind manche Täler.
Das Rad der Zeit dreht seine Kreise,
doch du bestimmst das große Ziel.
Es holt dich ein auf seine Weise,
‘drum lebe immer möglichst viel.
© Gabriela Bredehorn, 2010
Should I hesitate as I speak
Please don’t think me preoccupied
for words don’t come easily
when one really cares
and too often I evaluate each word
trying to be anyone
- but myself
And the fear of rejection
brings confusion
the confusion brings silence
and my heart prays
that you might hear my silence
- and understand
Java – Footprints in the mind
If you should need
someone to talk to
a shoulder to lean on
I’ll be there
And if you should need
time to yourself
your own space
I’ll step back
to give you room
But you must realize
that I need your help
if I am to know
exactly what you need
Javan – Something to someone
This one is here on my Blog to my true friends! Love you long time!
| I’m not very good At this Game called Life For I’ve not learned to see children crying Without feeling pain For I’ve not learned to watch animals destroyed Without wondering why For I’ve not yet met a king or a celebrity That I would bow down to Or a man so insignificant That I would use for a stepping-stone For I’ve not learned to be a ‘yes man’ To narrow minded bosses Who quote rules without reason And I’ve not learned to manipulate The feelings of others To be used for my own advantages Then cast aside as I see fit No, I’m not very good At this Game called Life And if everything goes well Maybe I never will be Javan |
You have come into my life
through a door I was afraid
would never be open again
for many have slammed it
on their way out
So please feel free
to stay as long as you like
but should the time come
that you must leave
Please, close the doof gently
as you go
Javan – Meet me halfway
