ODE TO THE MYRRH TREE
So the tree stood in the centre of the desert
Mangled by winds of change and truth of joy
and chains of dust and torrents of rare rain
Burnt black and senseless by an
unrelenting Sun of nightmare beauty
......
It would be better if I met you in the clouds
In that place I can be longing you in the clouds penetrated by the brilliant orange sky
In the lack of oxygen, I can see that your face is blushing there; your beauty never fades even in black clouds
Everything in you is clear and there is no hypocrisy even though it changes from orange to blue sky
Your personality is there
The further fly into space the more I love you
Your name is also imprinted in the earth's atmosphere
While my name is clearly written on your white dress, the clearer up there I love you
......
TURTLE DOVE
A turtle dove
I landed on your chest
widened the jagged crack
Your Heart chambers shivered
quiet silver ripples in a
tender Garden of Eden
Watching me, your son
......
campfires in the night
flamingos fruit pumpkin pie
apricots roses
So tangerine apricot carrot colored and marmalade,
Blooms graced the garden of warm sunshine and shade.
Orange were rich dahlias where hummingbirds hummed,
With a rare beauty which left the daylight stunned!
Over with the blues, skies of chiffon clouds danced,
All of a summer, while huge marigold sun entranced!
Orange were the butterflies, searching for delights,
Whereas flame robins flounced and sang day and night!
ODE TO THE MYRRH TREE
So the tree stood in the centre of the desert
Mangled by winds of change and truth of joy
and chains of dust and torrents of rare rain
Burnt black and senseless by an
unrelenting Sun of nightmare beauty
......
TURTLE DOVE
A turtle dove
I landed on your chest
widened the jagged crack
Your Heart chambers shivered
quiet silver ripples in a
tender Garden of Eden
Watching me, your son
......
It would be better if I met you in the clouds
In that place I can be longing you in the clouds penetrated by the brilliant orange sky
In the lack of oxygen, I can see that your face is blushing there; your beauty never fades even in black clouds
Everything in you is clear and there is no hypocrisy even though it changes from orange to blue sky
Your personality is there
The further fly into space the more I love you
Your name is also imprinted in the earth's atmosphere
While my name is clearly written on your white dress, the clearer up there I love you
......
da waren ein Mädchen und ein Junge
in der Nacht - beide teilten das gleiche Lied.
ein Wiegenlied...
über den Frühling
orange, grün und blau
in der Nacht - sie sangen beide mit
mit den Sternen
orange, grün und blau - zusammen.
Warten auf den nächsten Tag.
So tangerine apricot carrot colored and marmalade,
Blooms graced the garden of warm sunshine and shade.
Orange were rich dahlias where hummingbirds hummed,
With a rare beauty which left the daylight stunned!
Over with the blues, skies of chiffon clouds danced,
All of a summer, while huge marigold sun entranced!
Orange were the butterflies, searching for delights,
Whereas flame robins flounced and sang day and night!