Stranger


One day I talked to a stranger
Who sounded like a dearest friend
Although I knew for sure
That we had never met

I listened to his voice
And suddenly I felt
That with his words of wisdom
All my fears just melt

And then I had realized
That some place far away
Lives a beautiful spirit
Who maybe will cross my way

We never met each other
We never saw each others face
But in a very special way
We came from the same place

And when the time is right
I'll see the face of my friend
I will look into his eyes and ask
"Did we had ever met?"


(Dedicated to my friend Leo from Wyoming. Dec.97)

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