Hans en Bianca
in the silent room I bow my head deep to the ground
my cervix shrinks together and I lose words
that will lack all power when the sun’s rays disappear forever
despair clings to me in an evening fog of sorrow
the fumes of your image absorbed in the plane disaster
my comprehension is unable to contain it all to the full extent
with empty eyes I stare at the sky and reach for heaven
your years of life pass by like a flashing comet
lightning bolts hit the epicenter of icy loneliness
powerlessness kills the ground under my feet in the gallery of sorrow
considered thoughts seek answers in me that can’t be found in
the connections that must proceed in two worlds – earthly and heavenly
out of the clouds I feel drops of you melting together with tears on my face
I hear your voice like an echo that will keep beating in my heart until I am with you again
© Hans en Bianca
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