Berlin

Berlin

Samstag, 3. September 2016

fire



the sky - a poem
rewritten every instant
clouds telling stories
with many or few colours
of what was what is
what will be when the sun goes down

each night a new scenario
to burn your past in the fire

she who seeks light shall
not be afraid of the fire
one has to be burned like the day
in an ever more perfect sunset
to be born again every morning
in an ever more perfect sunrise

to burn your past in the fire
every word you ever wrote
every word you never wrote

she who wants to be alive
needs not fear the bears
needs not fear the fire
needs not fear the dark
light of the soul & the emptiness
to burn your past in the fire
every word you ever wrote
every word you never wrote

(c) Susanne Becker


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