Notes from a Time Traveller by Elke Stevens

Just running, to be on the run, life becomes a flash light.
you can’t feel big, you can’t feel small.
You break the speed of loneliness,
You break the speed of love,
you break the sound of the soul.

Run to be on the run,
you mean not to feel sorrow,
you mean to hide,
you mean to run away.

life has become a flash light, just running to run,
you would not feel the wonder,
you would not feel the love,
you would not see the miracle.

Just running to run,
you only feel the loneliness,
you only feel the lost love,
you don’t feel hear the souls song.

Just running to be on the run, life becomes a flash light.

© Elke T.B. Stevens