Silenced in my hindsight


Unsaid is not unheard by me

Was near our dawning-meet a long time
and I caused many mistakes at home

Now greet me life and death premature.


Relieved. I’m already hurt enough.

Have been lifted up,
sprung from prima materia
to carry this world under its arms


I am still in front of the shadows


Clouds grew. Dead stop. Rain