And if I would let pain write now
it would write a starless night
of fear
in which I can’t see, I’m not seen
A dark universe in which
I’m not even small
but nobody, nothing at all
It would write a flower
that doesn’t fit the field
that has the wrong colours,
and makes the wrong movements
in the wind
But if I would let love write now
it would write the sun and moon
together high above in the sky
The sun that shines upon the moon
to get her through the night
It would write a flower that fits
the heavens
and that perfectly fits love
©RoseGirl2020