nuancen-

…vorüber                                                                                                                                                                           gehend                                                                                                                                                                         schweige ich                                                                                                                                                                          mich frei                                                                                                                                                                          zwischen meer und                                                                                                                                                              himmel                                                                                                                                                                                füllen weiße blätter                                                                                                                                                                 den tag                                                                                                                                                                   beschützend                                                                                                                                                                          aus 

nur manchmal                                                                                                                                                                     quengelt                                                                                                                                                                                 das seelentier:                                                                                                                                                                       besuch die kormorane                                                                                                                                                              sie warten                                                                                                                                                                                 mit abgespreizten flügeln 

knapp über dem                                                                                                                                                              wasser 

ein rumoren                                                                                                                                                                           macht sich breit                                                                                                                                                                         in all den leeren                                                                                                                                                              räumen                                                                                                                                                                                             … ich öffne                                                                                                                                                                             sie nehmen weite                                                                                                                                                                                       auf                                                                                                                                                                                            und frischen wind                                                                                                                                                                                            und das kühle                                                                                                                                                                 rauschen                                                                                                                                                                                 blauer vergänglichkeit

 

 

 

mayflower                                                                                                                                                                        vita