To have it in my hand . . . my love . . .
my life. . My everything, my silver globe,
my world with everything within!

I have tried to throw my life away, bye, BYE
. . . far, far away . . . "So Long"!


But, when my life comes to the terminal,
the definitive, the finale . . . the very bitter end
well, there it is again!

So I take my life and everything within
as a single entity from something bigger . . .


. . . the states of being, my existence
. . . existentialism, the belief that everything is one!


Then the GLOBE is in my hand again


All my sorrow's and all my pain . . .
the tracks of love, there . . . deep inside of me
the believe of having a home for my soul


. . . and I slowly start to live again!