Ein dunkler Nachmittag.

A dark afternoon,

a silent place

what despairs me

and at the same time it puts me at rest.

I write this poem

In this tense afternoon

Because that's what inspires me

And it fills me up a lot.

It's not just darkness,

It is a pure cry

Of absolute silence

But without terror.

The rain comes

As a good companion,

That do not want to get away

And much less is left.

I see in the background

From this "black" afternoon

A sun that goes away

And a walking rain.

I feel good,

With much rest

And full of writings,

The most beautiful

I will never end,

My mind does not stop,

It only says:

"Goodbye to the dawn".