Wednesday, November 25, 2015


Do you comprehend
when I try to light a lamp
or shield one from the winds
to keep it burning
and sense a dark foreboding?

The earth is round.
Maybe on your ground
there is still some light.
day turns into night
we both know.
It will envelope you too
just a matter of time
we both know…
you never knew light.

War memorial, Vienna