Pars Pro Toto

In my hand
the shattered
remains of
a mountain.

Now it is
living
rent-free
in my head.

When we scaled
the heights above,
the wind blew
our minds away.

Taking away
this fragment
will keep the
memory alive.

©PLH

Point Of View

What seems like twilight
could be a sunrise
it all depends on
your point of view.

©PLH

Pointless

A coin without its markings
is just a piece of metal
and a life without love
is like a human lacking its soul
or whatever you want to call
the essence of nature.

©PLH

Unbelief

It is unbelievable what you take
for the truth in your youth.
The most bizarre and contrary dogmas
creep past your critical thought processes.

Only predestination I rejected,
the thought that everything was
foreordained even before your birth,
appeared to me the most nihilistic opinion.
And they even expected you to do good,
just in case.

So I decided,
to just believe in you.

©PLH

The Castle – Vianden (Lux.)

Glowing in the night
the castle looms above,
seemingly unreachable light
falls like a wounded mourning dove.

We stay quietly below
in the gathering dark,
listening to the flow
of water in the park.

©PLH

Sense

The first sense
we develop
is touch.

How to
make sense
of touching
you.

©PLH

Articulation

It is not always easy
to find words
in the wispy fog
of my vocabulary
(that eroding stash
of my language)
in order to
convey the meaning
of my feelings
to you.

But sometimes
the clouds part
and reveal the
splendorous face
of our shared earth.

©PLH

Das Schloss – Franz Kafka.

What book can you read over and over again?

Elysium

Out of the mist of my memory
I try to pull whole chunks,
not in chronological order;
or maybe on a deeper level,
because they have an order
that only exists in my head.

Some instances emerge
of our effortless cohabitation,
lighting up my synapses
in the dusk of my past.

©PLH

Belonging

I love belonging to you,
I love to be longing for you.

You who undrowned me
from the murky waters,
some like to call life.

©PLH