Still breath aloud – and the air vibrated like acoustic that needs to hear
the cathedral of Jesus
the cathedral rises me to remember
my desire which is screaming to come out
to life and live so trustfully so singly,
servant, clean and disciplined,
Full of candles standing on the floor, and my desire!
There was so much of the world that I had to chase
To pack set off to leave, vanish without a trace.
Oh no I don’t want to leave
A bit of anger and great expectation, dedication
I have always done what I was told
In drops of rain, In the thorns of roses
the theater of life opens
By the sun, at night in the deep blue sky
I grew so mindlessly overjoy everywhere
In hallways, coffee shops revolving by themselves
Laughed with lighting,
There was too much to love,
and now there isn’t worry
Ah, wait till a warm hurricane comes with fumes …
the reality without mercy!
Along with the line and through … no tears
Such a dry so much breathless,
quiet and pure as a peach it’s everywhere.
A cry of pain that could have got loud and worse but not
beneath my breath, I hear,
not baby you are not falling
The sensation of falling off
Turned into fire, storm
Were nigh and slush and cold,
sleep on a sofa beside the door
My hands laying under the lamp at shadowy gray knees
I knew nothing, nothing, nothing
How had I come to be here?