What use are my words now

What use are my words now? -
I've uttered enough of them, -
No talk can repair
The eye's warped mirror.

Simply be measured in the stream
Or don't be measured - it's all the same,
Forget about forever looking back:
Scenes of the past

Will lead you astray by just looking at them like,
Reels from colourful and colourless
And silent movies,
Like a tart wine.

But if films give us
Chanc's to try on masks,
Then a look back is like a hurricane:
Until it subsides there's no calming it down;

It breaks one's bones, erases one's essence,
Smothers breathing at its wellspring, -
Said path doesn't lead
To the Blessed Fire

Ever onward, step by step,
In step with aspiration to fly...
You don't need a sign to start,
It's enough to love and sing.

27.08.14.


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