Here,

on the border,

on the edge,

right next to Summer,

rhubarbs bloom stately,

cowslip and lilies of the valley take over.



Ingredients for Summer

are visible.



(Take every chance to quickly heal
from the impurities of this world.)



Doze off inside among the colours,

all of that faintly fragrant,

in the definitiveness of the sunshine.



NATURE'S WILD GROWTH POWERS!



(See a field of wormwood.

See two horses.)


All signs: Ideals of death. Sorrow. Habitat,



Away with the sour faces!

Away with the insulting words!



IN WITH SUMMER!