Lavender Land

Here goes the time
in the same way
as the lavender
next to the wall smells

outside of all fights and wars
its standing
as it was standing always
and always will be

There is a beat
that never was lost
I hear it in your drums
when past midnight
the sound unfolds
and loud
is my heart humming
– but no sound comes out

and I know I will move on.

Give me strength, lavender
for the world outside the wall
Even though you are too small to be seen
May your smell travel like sound.

Keep playing
on your drums from your heart
so I can hear them vibrating
through the skin of the earth

from the other side of the wall

Autor*in: Emilia Tapli

i believe that the children the visions and art come from the same place they come through the heart. through that we can carry them those creatures those souls. as mamas and midwifes and fertilize soil. my music:

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