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A cyclus of three poems:

Sonja Pieper, fall 1993
1.

THE END
it's over
finally -
I left everything.
now slowly realizing
while walking down
this neverending pathway
through the starring crowd
THAT I LEFT -
I am alone,
lost!

strange thoughts capture my mind,
fear crawls into my soul.

one year
seems like eternity
maybe it is eternity?

...reaching my seat,
I sit down.
I am looking out of the window
there!
on the terrace
waving hands -
they can't see me.
the distance is too far

already...
2.

a new start

the beginning was tough,
and it was hard to leave
the former warmth and safety,
to jump into the cold river of life -

with ist far away banks.
out there - far beyond your reach -
and the horizon is fleeing from you.

there are you -
thrown into this deep cold water
insecure and easily hurt,
with no ground
and no reliance than yourself.

there are you -
left
to find your own way
back to the sea,
while the water's dark melody is playing in your soul.

when the mists lie over the water,
the whole world vanishes
into one feeling of fear.
the shadows of the trees
out there grow darker and
gloomier.

3.

IN THE GROVE

sometimes
in a silent night,
you can hear nothing -
but the light whistling of the wind,
among the trees.

then
as you listen -
for a long time...
a short, quiet sound
may reach your ear,
lighter -
than the whispering of the trees.

can you hear it - ?
from time to time,
lonely and forgotten
-left!
in the gloomy grove out there.

did you ever -
try to find out
who cried out for your help,
out in the woods?
did you ever
go out to help somebody?

lost
in this dark labyrinth of trees
in the middle of mankind
needing you -
just you...

Author: S|S