Challenging the winter deep-freeze
My heart is frozen deep
congested by the frozen tears
that never found an outlet
but were frozen stiff as soon as they were shown
by the surrounding hardness of the winter
stalemate of all frozen hearts.
Of course it aches like hell
so desperately over-burdened
with the griefs and sufferings of life
that never find an end but only increase.
Still, all world economies may tumble down
and perish with the doomed race of humanity,
but one thing I am sure of:
there was never any frozenness
without the thaw of spring to melt it down,
the unavoidability and irresistibility of light
reducing all things dark and cold forever
to the negligeable meaninglessness
of the emptiness of nothing.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2009-02-22 at 17:14
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