singing saviour at Euston

frozen by an edge
swarmed by passing people
heading from now here to another end
of the twisted tubes
and up into the vast, fast, milling city

frozen in time
melting in spell-bound air
that carries his voice to my heart

strangers at ease, strangers at peace
fusion betwen fearless tears & crystal melodies
virbrations, shaking lips, knotted fingers, racing thoughts
gathering on a roof top
as the music channels and chases them into the open

this is it
encounter, music, beauty, and pain
unchained by a cut
i fall into the gap
freed in nowhere
flying and frozen
with the singing saviour
at Euston
no words spoken
purity unbroken

and on and on
we carry the timelessness
of a magic moment
aching devoting fingers on strings
longing, trembling fingers gripping for a hold
within a dancing, praising soul
erased from a caged existence
on dead-end planet
and reborn by a stranger´s embrace
into liberty
at Euston