There is a very modern knight,
lonely, modest, poor and bright.
Although prepared for evr'y fight,
a dragon never crosses his sight.
Instead he has a dream at night
that he inhales with all his might:
He turns into a gigantic tree,
so ev'ry soul is lured to see
that hidden is a locked-up "He"
who yearns for nothing but a "She".
And all his branches wildly extended
wishing that wishes never ended
that hugs would surround
his shape without sound ...
The dream returns
and burns ... and burns.
the knight without light
shooes off dragons at night ,
with a dream of a tree,
Wednesday 3rd, 2018
Alle Rechte an diesem Beitrag liegen beim Autoren. Der Beitrag wurde auf e-Stories.org vom Autor eingeschickt Inge Hoppe-Grabinger. Veröffentlicht auf e-Stories.org am 04.01.2018.