I know there is a place in the distant beyond, where all inhabitants live as one.
Where sparrows swim.
Where flounders fly.
Where all prayers are praises to the sun in the sky.
Some say I'm foolish.
'It could never be so! '
'Heaven or Hell, thats it and thats all! '
They say my fate shall only lead me...
to door A or to door B,
St. Peter's gate...
...or Lucifer's lake.
Open your eyes and maybe you will see
That I'm here to construct my own door Z.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem