You have no cherry tree
you have cherry trees
we have no tree
they don’t belong to us.
were accused of deceit
A small number
obtained menial jobs
as informers and errand boys
we have to make it happen in life”
On life in community
The apple tree wants to copy the pear tree
the potato plant ogles the watermelon
but what do we do with a melon flood?
since our kitchen owes its renown
to the savory potato dishes.
The other person sees something different than me.
When I look at myself, I see from the inside out,
can’t disregard myself.
The other person looks at me from the outside in,
Sees what is and what was.
And what depressed me for years,
What always had me thinking “if I’d only…”,
“I should’ve…” turns into:
It was the necessary source of friction,
through which all of today’s possibilities could ignite.
The other person sees more than me.
With greetings from a snow-covered cabin after construction days in Urfeld by the Walchensee
Snow falls softly,
still and frozen lies – “hold on!”
the lake is seething and billowing,
Christmas? Lights, decorations – yes.
Other than that, old, gray walls – inhospitable.
In the hearts ... – what exactly?
Unremarkable, unspectacular, mundane
as with the shepherds out in the fields – transformation.
Wall, by closet, by lamp, by stitch,
life enters into house and heart.
We heros – No. 5
... still need to chop this off quickly
We heroes – No. 4
... the sky is so blue
We heroes – No. 3
... really making headway here
We heroes – No. 2
... can’t see any problems here
We heroes – No. 1
... another obstacle – can’t go on here either