Walking through the rain Towards the sun, the sun in its decline ? Can you grasp a ray? Measuring the steps from home to woods ? Woods with no end. Murmuring? the dead leaves, River beneath the slope, Tender yellow flower drops In the brownish dry leaf sea.
Can you hear the rain On the tree crones? Can you name the bird above? Its song is its triumph, Triumph of the nature, Alive over the dead.
Rainbow bleaks, tempts, disappears? Then it gracefully throws itself Behind the naked hills, Strikes the horizon With its multi-coloredness And gives way to the sleepiness of the sun.
Sunset in the rain? Can you grasp it? Can you pass its chilliness, wetness and warmth To the ones you love?
2003-03-30 Stadtschlaining, Austria