.happy to be part of this eZine, actually beZine.. thanks Michael Dickel! 🙂
[just a little prayer]
Translated by Tom Phillips
when you’re silent, you say the most, when you dream, you see the most. elephants wake to the orchestra inside you —for the first time the hunters are scared by their own trumpets. take a look inside yourself while you’re taking care not to tread on the grass. in the room there’s the smell of all the nights we failed to create. the stars fell asleep, waiting on the floor. there are still traces on the stained tiles, insignificance like a shadow lurking between outlines. we will go without getting angry at the flowers to the dance that turned purple to yellow. in the night fan we missed another prayer. —mental dust which in the cosmos plays out the saddest dream.
winner of the Enhalon prize 2018
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