PurpleSkulls Dichterecke

[shufti]

hopeless
clueless
tempest-torn
and washed ashore
by waves and currents and winds
that sweep through our lives

whatever place i may go to
whatever piece of my soul feels missing
it is in you, with you and because of you
no wonder greater than that

unbearable und unbelievable
thoughts rending hearts

turning away
back to face
hand raised in silent whisper
standing at the edge
he who loves is strong
finding firm ground

and the next day brims with joy