The night

The sun
the air
allows the
Birds over
the House
that is not
belongs to me
dancing and flying

My friendship
which I enter
not mine
self-determined
ends with the
Word of my lips

The moon
do not mourn me
that I myself
no house built

The night
the day
go through me
like snow and rain

My way
to you
no key
in the secret
Yourself
in your sanctuary
enter