We've only just left
or I'm already longing to return
My life is an unpredictable journey

always on the same roads
The familiar road stations gleam
at a distance, purer than on the spot:

valleys of love, wonder, and knowledge
which I love to visit, and excitedly
      
leave quickly at the ******
of the bells of the caravan
of my needs
      
I wander between their oases
Only in the void do I find
what my soul yearns for

Even when I can't,

I want to participate --


Life doesn't wait, does it?

The dog runs in, slips

on the linoleum floor --


and sniffs at my chair.

Don't be sad, let go

of separation rush, dive --


into a wide life.

I do, yes I do,

but it has to be my way --


otherwise I'll leave.

Whatever reasons

we suggest, we will do it --


mainly for ourselves.

The dying man looks

at me, intense, full of love --


for me, life itself.

Away with strict rules

to prolong my existence --

I keep on Living.

Cleanliness and routine
a blessing of calm

giving me energy
and making me jump
"in spin, the loop is in
out spout, the loop is out"

I'm going wild in the garden
party of earthly delights
I jump to the fruit, ripe and green
every day again, it has no end

as long as it lasts -
until I write smaller and smaller
circles around my centre
under the caprices

A blessing of calm
cleanliness and routine

I want to belong
just
laugh together
and keep talking

whisper in the warmth
of each other's blood
safe in the insecurity
of life

that hits friends and takes them away
from the chain dance -- to the last
we hold them
hand in hand

I don't lock me up
in guarantees and fear
I bump and dent me outside
in the storm, together

with warriors
who do not hide
from the fate of others
because they belong