Sana´a, The Gate


Stepping through a gate getting lost in time

Remembering the future while seeing the past

Turning the head to the sky following the endless facades

In expectations of answers more questions arise

The moon falls from the sky right in front of my feet

Spending a little bit light for orientation

The warm wind blows some noise of an unknown place through the alley

Someone has to be just millions of miles away, just around the corner

Just on the other side of the world, just thousand years ago

Maybe one moment in the future, who knows - me not.

Travelling is walking on roads into the sunset

Sitting somewhere in the middle of the desert

Waiting for something or someone

And stepping somewhere through a gate

Into someones past and into your unknown future.

Welcome to Sana´a.