Journey of my life


 

 

As passenger hardly seen
The light of the world
I am called – by life:
The train to somewhere
First cry, worldly feed

Kidnapped – where to?
Old man: “To the death, to the unknown!”
Young man: “To the world of activity!”

As passenger I am driven
From the beginning of my spirit
A morning of glowing sunshine
Along the whole day
Till the evening dusk of the winter
Which signals from afar
Rising from dark mountains
Silence, nightfall

The train yet travelling
Still rattling along the time
Two eyes looking backwards:

Lost moments – those beloved
Stoned in time
On the field of immortality

During the night they rumble about
Like ghosts wandering around
Burst from the depth
Holding their lamps right in my face
Touching past moments –
Two eyes looking forward…

As a passenger of life
Much seen from the world
I am called – by the death:
The train – going somewhere
Leaving a smile on my face
Providing last food

Now the rattling fades away
The train stops – endstation:
Evening turned into night
Life became winter
While sparkling stars act as guards
Cover my life with silence

Young man: To open a new door…
Old man: To the life, to the known…

DidiArtist, 27.10.1985

 

Taking decisions


 

 

Every decision
That we meet
Is pointing the way
Are laid rails
On which the train runs
Called life

Some decisions are pregnant
Give birth to a new life
Change the way of life
From choice to choice
From moment to moment
Leave junctions

Are ways untrodden
Lost Opportunities
Rails in the void
Timeless lines
Separated from reality
Imaginary roads

But all decisions
Are interconnected
Each one triggers a new one
Shapes our lives
Carries us on rails
Called instant reality

Our life itself decides
Moves in the decisions of all life…

So the space of our decisions is limited
Free will depending
On all our individual decisions
Since life is not separated from life

May we all decide well, choose well…

DidiArtist, 04.05.2019