Chased by her

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She is running after me
with sword in hand
She is aiming for my back
Turning around I see her sword
Now pointing towards my stomach
I try to escape
I don’t want to be struck by her
and her sword
I keep running as fast as I can
I am a man, I am thinking
I must be able to win
I must escape her
Yet she quickens her pace
Now this is truly a race
What if I just give up and surrender
What if I let her strike me
What if blood erupts from the wound
Deep red, deep feeling

Atumn Journey

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It is autumn
It is autumn indeed
Summer with its warmth and joyful tone
Over for this time
The forest dresses herself in new colors
Leaves and pine needles change into orange and red
Everything testifies of life in another faze
It is orange and red, but it is not dead
The autumn first feels like a change of clothes
The outer changes color and contour
Later it leads you deeper
The fall is a time for
Fading
Forethought
Flux
Formation
Again, everything is on a journey

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Høstvandring

Det er høst
Det er sannelig høst
Sommeren med sin varme og glade klang
Over for denne gang
Skogen klær seg i nye farger
Løv og barnåler skifter også over til oransje og rødt
Alt vitner om liv i en annen fase
Det er oransje og rødt, men ikke dødt
Høsten er først som et klesskifte
Det ytre skifte farge og kontur
Senere leder høsten deg dypere
Høsten blir en tid for
Foreldelse
Forberedelse
Forandring
Forvandling
Alt er igjen på vandring