Leaving Behind – December 2020


  words & music Madeleine Östlund

Sitting by the river
where the children use to play
letting thoughts come and go
with the wind that blows
from yesterdays – til today
feel the water running
through my fingertips
like ideas melting down
in a stream of sand
– old ideas, worn out words
and through worlds sunken down
a seedling of new thoughts
is rising