Place above the line of night a word.

And wait.

Until the wish overflows with the song.

Draw the water stained with longing to your blood

Close the heart a little

And sleep

Until you see me

A bird without evil

Or a word from the sky of the heart descends

Into the chest of a word.

Have you ever picked your dream

From the fence of death around you

And retreated from the road to the road

A distant place 

Be strong

Without casting away all fragility

As long as you seek love alive

I am your support and the limit of the impossible

Now I am searching for a meaning

And I do not think about how exhausted I will look

In the eyes of the first letters on the lip of speech.

In the fog of time    

The guide occupies me

And the qualities that were born

From the dust of night around me

After all the names of death have narrowed

On the corpse of the old wound