I Could Have Shown It All To You

The reason you say it doesn't exist is because you haven't been there
But I got to go there
Because I believed

I wanted to take you too
But you refused to take my hand

I would have shown it to you
And it has the beauty of heaven
And nothing is impossible among those bright, shining lights

But you wouldn't believe me
And I could have shown it to you

But you called me crazy
Though I told you I had seen it
And you could have too

If you would have just taken my hand

... but you missed the chance
And one day there will be another hand


by Verena Zyla - 09/04/2009

A Trip

There are moments when you are far away, but your body is still here.
And you jump from one cloud to another
to reach a valley of flowers
and you paint a rainbow with your hands
while breathing in the sunlight
and you dance in the summer rain
joining hands in love
stealing cherries from a tree
kissing the world
floating in the moment
in a body of no weight
for you are made of love
and love is all you need
and you may not fear the night
for you are protected
entering the moonlight
collecting stars
surrounded by light
just set yourself free!


by Verena Zyla - 09/05/2009

Having Loved

Run with me through the rain of dreams

Where nothing is real, nothing is as it seems

Run and dance and sing and smile

Indulge in this joy, it will only last for a while

Kiss me among flowers and rivers of glee

Look into my eyes and drown in what you see

Let the wind dance in colours, let the darkness turn into light

Let our souls shine brightly in all their might

Don’t open your eyes, reality is not what you presume

It’s just a broken heart in an empty room

by Verena Zyla - 28/06/2013

Farewell Of Lovers

How my soul aches this moment

When you are further than ever

I know you can feel it

Every pinching pain that runs through it

It makes you shake

And still

You take another step

And another step

Further and further away 

by Verena Zyla - 28/06/2013

Now

In love what have I got

more than you

more than I

us?

You make me laugh because I used to have you and I,

I used to laugh with you

I smile? I do now, but it is because you have gone further away. So far away I sometimes need to search for the memory of you.

My memory. A mix of sweet memories and bitterness... balanced in love. Balanced in me.

You. Past. I. Now.

by Verena Zyla - 18/02//2012

You And Me Are Trees

You and me, we are trees
Our roots reach deep into the ground
They reach out so far, they touch

In the spring we both bloom in the sun
And a bird builds her nest way up in my branches
With branchlets she found beneath you

In the summer those freshly hatched birds eat your fruits
And children run around us laughing in the summer-rain

In the fall we turn red and yellow and all our leaves are falling
The wind moves us left and right, we reach out and our branches touch
And a squirrel collects nuts below us, hiding them in the ground
The same ground that holds our roots

In the winter the snow turns us both white and you smile
And I smile
Another year has passed and it was beautiful
We were alive, we were trees

You and me are trees
Our roots reach deep into the earth
Our branches reach far out into the sky


by Verena Zyla - 28/11/2011

Do I Still Care For You

Do I still care for you?

When the snow melted in the spring and the flowers awoke to welcome the spring,
I sat among them and while every single one of them smiled at me,
I scattered tears all over them.

When the flowers went to hide from the hot sun in the summer and cherries were hanging in the trees,
I sat beneath them and while every single one of them was ripe and glowing,
I wasn't able to taste their sweetness.

When the fruits had been reaped and fall came to colour the leaves and they fell to the ground,
I sat in the midst of them and while the wind played with red and yellow,
I tried to catch one but they all were blown away.

When everything had gone and the trees were standing bare the winter came cold and quietly,
I sat at the window and looked up into the sky when I saw the first snow flake falling,
and I went outside and closed my eyes and opened my mouth to catch it with my tongue,
and I thought of you and last year's snow and asked myself do I still care for you?

Just as last year the snow is falling. And again the flowers will bloom in the spring. In the summer we will have cherries and in the fall the leaves will dance in the wind.


by Verena Zyla - 22/11/2011