Those moments carefully stored away

Those moments care­fully stored away, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. I am walk­ing over hal­lowed ground Over grave­yards white and bleached It’s per­fectly silent, there is no sound The world is qui­etly beseeched I keep on tread­ing, trudg­ing I behold my soul grudg­ing As I step over sticks and Styx Because time has lost it’s


Little things get easily lost

Lit­tle things get eas­ily lost, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Lit­tle things Get eas­ily lost Eas­ily bro­ken Eas­ily dis­re­garded Dis­carded Thrown by the way­side To the curb­side Child­hood mem­o­ries Of lit­tle toy planes Held between two fin­gers Chas­ing the clouds away Of lit­tle plas­tic ani­mals Con­vers­ing in a gar­den of child­hood bliss And later than


You sacrificed a part of yourself

You sac­ri­ficed a part of your­self, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. You sac­ri­ficed a part of your­self To pro­tect the whole of me To cover me, keep me safe Pro­tect me from life’s cut­ting winds From the cold­ness of frozen hearts From blan­ket­ing notions Descend­ing like white shrouds Through your lov­ing kind­ness you taught me


Woodland creatures features – Conclusion

Wood­land crea­tures fea­tures – Con­clu­sion, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. And so, as the prince of deers set­tled down in the after­noon sun, right beside me, my thoughts trav­eled with his, across the plains of fra­grant coun­try flow­ers, over the mead­ows and streams flow­ing in the dis­tance. And there was peace. What sim­pler joy could


Lovers’ kiss

Lovers’ kiss, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Lovers’ kiss One true bliss Elec­tric­ity of the soul Hearts ablaze dur­ing a night stroll Here Touched by lovers touch Their love flies Towards Elysian skies Ascends through lay­ers of the atmos­phere Straight through the stratos­phere Until leav­ing behind the exos­phere There Where every­thing is oh so clear


Treats, seeds

Treats, seeds, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Through cold frosty air Play­ful calls I hear, right there, “Treats, seeds, please share, care” © Thorsten Becker


A winter dream

A win­ter dream, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. It is noth­ing but snow On a gray cold day Noth­ing but trees That in the dis­tance sway Why should I stay? Just a lonely walk Through winter’s soli­tude Bit­ing cold air Chip­ping away at my for­ti­tude Such is my atti­tude When sud­denly Up in the sky Fire­birds fly