A moment, when everything was still in front of me.
Not a matter of words.
Everything still seemed probable.
The turn of direction went unnoticed –
Maybe water, plenty of it.
Drink water, also swim – a lot.
I never said goodbye.
Then of course silence.
More than not.
I never said goodbye to the moment,
when I thought, everything would be different.
Not underestimate the power of trees.
when I thought,
& one word nourished another,
& I became a warrior,
in total silence.
(c) Susanne Becker