I am here
Again
Searching for words
Searching for meaning
Still the memory, the mind
Fails to remember
Why
I am here
Again
Searching for words
Searching for meaning
Still the memory, the mind
Fails to remember
Why
What are we?
Where are we?
This autumn
When smoke and ashes
Covers the earth
Soon snow will cover
This land,
but the winter
Will not be like
Before
There are many types of silence
An outer snowy one or
A dark autumn night silence
An inner quiet silence
seldom achieved
Our inner self is more
Noisy than a bustling city street
Filled with thoughts and impressions
Life is pain
I said to myself
Just a lot of suffering
No meaning to it really
I thought
Trying to topple the grief
In my closed world
Avoiding any encouragement
To live on
Still in the middle of all that
Darkness some glimmer
Of hope lived on
And on
Keeping me alive throughout
The yearlong winter
The mind is crippled
I have accepted
The eternal winter
What a beautiful
Illusion
There are many mad ways to die
One is to walk on thin ice
In the end of the winter
Every year people drowns in the cold water
A way to die that is very avoidable
Most of those who die has not prepared
Themselves with tools like ice nails
to get out of the water
And clothes put in a plastic bag to put on
Your frozen body, They might get panic or do not
know that you have to spread your weight, crawling
Away from the hole in the thin ice
Not walking away and falling through again
Cold and hopeful
Flowers of the Baltic
In early spring
Pretending not to live
Where the land is closer to the
North Pole than Spain
The winter has returned
Strong winds and a grey sky
I don’t answer the phone
Loneliness is a great quality
Between nature and man
Outside I become something
Completely different
The inner journey doesn’t care
For money, sleep or food, just
Going on and on
Winter has not lost it’s grip over the city
The ice once again covers the lakes and medow
Spring is a playful thing not to be trusted
Still every day it is approaching
Sometimes I feel
Like a bear
Deep in my bear dwelling
Hunted and in hibernation
Waiting for the winter
To go away
So I can go fishing
In the stream
And look at the
Huge trees
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