Dreamer of eternal dreams

Why am I such a "Don Quixote"
Again and again charging against windmills?
What is this rush for adventure?
And the blood that never stops to long for passion?
This mouth that wants to eat it all
- even the pain, the anger, give me all!
The soul related to the wind
- unable to get rest
And this childlike spirit of mine
Fearing to grow up
- fearing to loose this passion for life with it


I want!
I long!
I wish!
I yearn!
I strech my arms so deeply up into...
Something
I dont know what
Looking
For an answer
Without a question
An for peace
With thundering waves

My soul cries out
Always
Asking for
ALL
and
NOTHING!!!!