Dark Poetry

Liberation

Fallen
From the expanse of the universe
Narrowed and bordered
In transitory flesh

Pain, sickness and aging
New experiences
On unpredictable ground
For so long

And then: the memory
In dreams first
Sparsely and quietly
The knocks become louder
At once
The door breaks
And the universe is here
Inga Veit, Publizistin M.A. & Coach  |  ingaveit@web.de