The death
as the only goal
is all life
safe to humans
the soul
acts over the banks
of the universe
into the dream
the way through life
goes to hopes
and beliefs over
who wants to make up his mind
the rudder
without the helmsman
the one in the background
our life
holds in his hand
with self-power
to be able to take over
means by that
despite all doubts
the storm the weather
with his mental faculty
all hurdles
with an iron will
to be able to exceed
with fear
not against the panic
Memory from life
they show up
they are not recognized
not edited
they stay as a storm
clamped in the sail
our destiny
our life
is given to us from the start
to understand means to answer
on what
maybe never
can be understood
the universe
is for humans
too cold to survive
we are in ours
physical
and mental structure
composed
from at least two
in a variety of parts
the rest is sure to come
after saying goodbye
after death
the confusion remains within us
the unrest
who step us
pushes forward one step at a time
put too much in the head
despite the apparent hope of success
usually ends on the street
the only thing is doubt
mental tools
not to become arrogant
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