adventures in reflective surfaces
A morning traveller and me
On my way to work, I met a snail on my car.
Whereever you are,
You are always a traveller,
Not a question of speed,
A matter of soul,
My diffuse soul,
In the morning water.
Whereever you are,
You are always a traveller,
Not a question of speed,
A matter of soul,
My diffuse soul,
In the morning water.
06 2001