meine umwelt
avec moi, sans moi,
par moi
Ahh… and the tales I shall unfold
May blast comprehension if the truth be told
An ode to the masters, martyrs and whims
A satyr on life and sullied daydreams
(1996)
Wolves circled the clearing
In silence their howls climbed
Under star the great rock
Rose and shone for a crown
Those that watched and waited
Their turns obscured, shadows
Meandered afar as
Torches lit by hearth stone
(8th Nov ‘16)