Berlin

Berlin

Freitag, 28. Dezember 2012

Mother poem 1


Mother poem 1  

no mother ever understands her daughter
that is like a sacred law of nature
no daughter ever understands her mother
it is not meant to be
this is freedom
a marvellous gift
you give everything yet remain free

hear the different voices
of a female chorus
knitted all through this infinite universe
like a giant spider’s web
of meaning
all connected
through space and time
forever
 of meaning
too deep to ever grasp
                                   thoroughly
too deep to not feel its eternal
                                   truth
and shudder
                                   with fear
                                   with joy
forever
humming through my blood
without words
the truth of a life
hear the different voices
of love
maybe
or hate
maybe
knitted all through this  infinite universe
of forgiving
maybe
of longing
maybe
like the giant spider’s web
eating us alive
holding us
eternally
in a poem
in a tender embrace
that is called…
                                   I do not know
                                   how to do this, yet I give my best
every day

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