Dying is rarely gentle, but
nobody is retelling it

Muscles don't think but do so much
their best to save the doomed body
that you on the contrary perish

with hellish torture, because
all of a sudden time slows down

to eternity while
on the strokes of the last
hour the sky starlessly

gets black from a new sun, which swells
up to redeeming nothingness

Please forget this, live as if
seven seals protect you
Forget there comes an end

and how then

clouds smudged of a shade grey
hung around on this dull day
they blocked the sun's bright ray
cheerless their display

Commend me for not living long,
but for living with a lacklustre mind.

I'll sing you a rainbow song
I'll sing you a lullaby
I'll tell you why
Just close your eyes
And fly.

The tones are dancing,

tumbling across each other –


never falling down.

To learn you
inch by inch
pore by pore
sigh by sigh
is the greatest adventure
I can find