Thank You Why

Incredible reflections blinding,
Hitting in the face they scratch their ways,
Rejecting their effects I get confused,
They know me well.

There are decisions for despair,
Blaming fate or others sucks,
If there is free will to proclaim
Cut the ties of matrix loops.

Now and then,
Less and more
Sensing, sense and sentence.

Any phrase, any time,
Is combined with the whole of body and mind
Flowing by,
A merging move,

Meaning for, meaning with,
meaning from and meaning
In the drift of dreams
That show up as istalled fears
And safety guards.

In touch, in thought,
In limitlessness, rules,
And still awake
Your sources
Were combined with mine,


Where meaning

Meaning

Fades.


You just left,
I´m on my way
Through the deer park
Through the leaves.
Still can feel
Your strange stiff touch
And our wrestling flash.

In autumns past and wind and rain,
In the winter time and again
I´d been slavish withing needs
To behave.

In the clouds, in the miles
Of the madness it embraced
There was no way
To grab hold of what I saw.

But for reasons, some I know,
The view got cleared,
A pulsing´s on.
Tone and tonus of the voice,
They readjust.

The dark words and all the dead
I bestrode,
All hasteful gad-abouts
Have dropped into the swamp,

Disappeared.

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(2009)