Monday, December 4, 2017

5.

Gazing

Gazing
dying
and singing
the mud, the sky
all those feathers
and slowly, we go on


Oh lord, are we left behind?
after you, oh
the waves will go

we gaze into the light
our regrets and shame
all our laughing is ended
and I wish,
one day, you will break the night
but what then, what then?
I know, I know
into your eyes
everything flows and withers
everything inside us
we travel, we fly
we regret so many nights
all the gates open, beloved?
and our breath
our last breath


Sinking deeper and deeper
listening what we can not fathom
the waves of the ocean?
and we  stare to the sky
there is nothing up there
there is no one to call
there is nothing to hold
we are nothing, anymore
what once was, is there hope?

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