THE DARK BEAUTY,
THE MOTHER OF THE WORLD,
THE MISTRESS OF THE WORLD

Eyes closed in sadness,
those beautiful eyes
of calm oceans,
no longer bear to look
when once they saw
the whole world;

lips closed in sadness,
lips which once
kissed us all
as babes just taken from the womb;
the kiss from which
all other kisses spring:

the first kiss in the
days of youth,
the last kiss to a loved one
when romance or live ends,
the last kiss we get
to our cold cheek -
too many of these last ones
to bear it anymore,

perhaps heart closed in sadness,
no longer beating
in tune to the
sorrows of this world;
too much to bear,
the rivers of pain
flowing endlessly to death.
Too much, us.

26.01.2010