What is a Hero– after all?
The one who fights reckless in the
One who does not know fear, just w
Well, I say that is not a Hero at
The one who gets up every day agai

I stay found, and do stay with Yo
for I desire to love You very muc
So I stay with You, dear friend,
I stay with You, my Lord, for as
a nest of Love for You.

Through the ether vibrates roaring
Some have rescued themselves
Some have given up for today
Between the silver twigs the stars
As they radiate the Light of the

Me says “I heard the music with s
But never learnt to dance as it wa
I tried to sing– though my own wor
Came from another world and unders
Yet He says “You have not danced

“In my Fantasy I see a fair world
Where everyone lives in peace and
In my Fantasy I see a bright worl
Where each night there is less dar
These words of a song are nice

The Crone– my Truth for myself
An old woman
Ugly, unpleasant, cruel, bothering
Pitiful, wretched, useless, weak,
That is how the present time still

I talk nothing of religion here:
‘Do not be afraid’ You said 'I wi
That is my unshakable certainty in
A new way of seeing, of understand
Unlearning old pattern engraved in

Love is not Love
when it alters with each change
changes with each cold blow or opi
Love is not Love
when it changes with the time

Secure in the Grace of Your Love
With the untouchable faith as your
And the understanding of a woman
‘Do not be afraid’ You said
‘I will not leave You alone’

My Guardian angel says 64 years
Is Dagmar now in this life here o
Learning to accept my wrong doings
With the grace of a woman, not the
I remember lips because of kisses

A huge shift is happening world wi
A trap so subtly destructing and c
We displace our attention from Tr
Focus on evil and sick, feeding it
It does not mean to ignore, whitew

I’m no longer looking for a place
Some say 'home is where the heart
There is some sweet truth to it
Yet not enough for my inner convic
A new way of seeing, of understand

I will do my part
In my freedom
To be true to my limitations
Learning that
Obedience is not perfection

Today I’m dwelling in the tendern
The Gardenia is blossoming with i
The rain did not come yet I do ha
My Angel is sitting beside me, no
The sword of Michael does its hea

“Forgive your dream” the Old Ones
“Forgive what you could not know
Forgive what you could not see
We understand what can not heal in
An old old song, which long is ove

I only know
You ask me
‘what do you want’
I do not know
I only know

‘Dagmar und Doris’
His little girls
Such good girls
His pride and joy
We had no childhood

Dagmar says “I heard the music wi
But never learnt to dance as it wa
Yet bravely I did sing– though my
Came from another world and unders
He says “You have not danced so b