I’m longing for the far away mountains
when I’m looking out of my window
the air smells of freedom
would like to spread my wings
to fly with the eagles
to embrace the sun
that is warming my face
I close my eyes
for a few moments
the sound of the train
wakes me up from my meditation
I have to hurry
must get ready
must bow myself to the practical constraints
but feeling stronger now
for this day

(Volker Schunck)

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