The light comes with a wind
between houses in my street
Knocks silently on a gate
I slowly let the day in
The day sits at my table
humming kindly , the light grows
Have no plans but I think
I need days without words.
Doubt is silent hope grows
He who dares to believe has time
Don't need more words
A day has woken up here where I live
I listen between rooms
filling me with joy that
can carry heavy thoughts about
an opportunity that never came
Doubt is silent hope grows
time has he who drys and believes
A window opens towards you
hurry slowly home to me .

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