Poetry
Tongue
The tongue is
the top of the snake
When my tongue
meets yours,
my whole being dissolves;
all which is left is God,
the first power
The rest is swallowed
The sound of the colour green
Standing on the belly of the earth,
the tree is drinking from the kindness of its mother.
What do I know about life?
Once we builded churches: they turned into prisons,
tiny chambers for thoughts and feelings.
What do we know about what still doesn´t exist?
What do we know about the distance of consciousness,
this silver that we are born with?
What do we know about the sound of the colour green –
is it the violin of the soil?
A pain in the spine, eyes aching, from sleeplessness.
This ridiculous, confused and beautiful human being!
Portraits of serious men through the last centuries,
carrying hats and moustaches.
Only very rare a Novalis with eyes like a child and a blue aura of song.
Man – a shining child who can stretch out towards the sky and be kissed, even in the storm.
And woman – this disciple who bleeds and carry
the mystery of creation inside –
the egg which is the most fragile truth in the world.
When is the world ready for her softness?
Hips that opens, thighs which are smooth on the inside –
the sacred kindness of woman.
How often does a human being give birth
to glowing movements?
Rejoicing gratitude to the fire which rinses us
for concepts and colours the world anew.
The riverspine
Standing on a small hill close to the houses in the street
on the outskirts of my town, leaves falling, dark night,
September.
I´m alone on this hill, chilly air, stars bright.
Inside my clothes I´m naked, my back is a river,
everyone can jump in, this river, streaming, and God
is in it, this God that takes on all sort of faces, here: the riverface.
What can I do? No clothes for this river, it streams,
the stars jump in, the falling leaves fall in,
the sleeping children from the neighourhouses enters.
I´m stuck, I have to carry this river:
I creep into it myself.
From here I cannot move; everything moves inside me.
I´m not scared, but I understand:
from now on I have to surrender every day.
