Forest Autumn

My eyes are open my pulse beats calm and strong - you are beside me. The rising sun of Mehr shines on my face the rising sun of Mehr takes my hand, draws me along with you. The scent of rain-soaked wood has come out to greet us. Redbud leaves are mirrored in every drop. Mirror in mirror in mirror fountains of the colors of fire pour down on our heads. The pregnant woodpecker drums on the tall pine’s trunk - is she building a nest? Chicks are on the way flights are on the way companion mates are on the way. A quick rhythm, without pause. I laugh at the tickle of dewdrops on my calves. I am with you on the path of the kind sunrise. In the first moment, facing me, was: the livid devil with his mockery. My hand, however, did not hesitate: it reached toward your beautiful hand which was within me: my magic love! My eyes are open my pulse beats calm and strong I sleepwalk outside time and place arm in arm with you...