Die Galerie des Lebens
Das Leben ist nur eine Ausstellung, Eine Probe für das, was wirklich ist. Durch die Möglichkeiten blätternd, Löscht die Zeit aus, was du fühlst - nach und nach stiehlt sie…
Life is just an exhibition
Life is just an exhibition, A rehearsal for what's real. Flipping through the possibilities, Time erases how you feel – Little by little, it steals. Maps without places, nameless roads,…
Forget the mirrors
Dedicated to C. When you step into cafés at night, Shrouded in light, surrounded by life, Forget the mirrors that hang on the wall, Silent and large, telling it all,…
Wings of Memory
Sometimes the days open up like fruit, the words fall silent, lost in pursuit, a bitter taste remains, so deep, ashes, hidden where shadows sleep, in the corners of the…
Winter Night
Snow drifts and flies, the air cuts like knives, bends the step, brushes past, along the wind that forever lasts. Still the scars of the year, faded in summer’s cheer,…
A New Year
A new beat that falls softly, the hours carry their world in an indefinite direction, at the edge of time, in every place. We continue to write what begins, even…