Specks of dust we are and our journey brings
Another ripple on proud Saturn’s rings.
Make your violin sing love to me once more
As we move mountains closer to the shore,
Make my eyes reflect your smile once again
As we forget in love all sorrow and all pain,
Speak into island winds and swim me into light
As peace is my aim, my search and my right.
The streets are raining from golden frames,
Nameless, as we are, specks with no names.
Everyone has a sky, except for the sky,
And we let it mirror itself in our eye.
Float on rivers and talk to the sea,
Be part of the shadow underneath a tree,
Fly on seagull wings and laugh sitting on clouds,
It takes one to bring together the crowds,
One has the power of all and all are just one,
From a speck of dust it has all begun.
A speck of dust may be easily blown away,
But it also has the tremendous power to stay,
To dream, to love, to smile and to dance
If only given and if only taketh the chance.
There’s joy and pain, there’s strength and there’s rust
In our eyes made of stars and our bodies of dust.
Love the child within you, the wise man without
Any wonders left, the man with no doubt
Is immobile as concrete and cold just as ice,
Let yourself fly, childishly, amused, imprecise,
Let your fingers of light take mine and forget
That once you were angry, tired, upset,
Reflect the sun, rays will caress your hair
As you will become one with air,
Let yourself swirl, let yourself trust,
Let yourself be just a speck of dust.



Julia Kretsch
7 May 2013
Constanta