To nowhere
I’ve gone
From nowhere
I return
(Henning Sabo)
Raumzeitlos: Englisch
This life –
how fast it ends!
Up in the sky
the unseen traces
of a bird in flight
(Henning Sabo)
The dream of my body
the dream of my mind
the dream of my soul
illusion of the Self
Like drops of water
in water: dissolved
(Henning Sabo)
Whereto
when I’m silent forever
will my voice turn?
And:
will it return?
(Henning Sabo)
Whatever appearance
they have:
stones –
Thrown into water:
a circle of waves
(Henning Sabo)
The source appeals to sea:
I want to be with thee!
I want to be with thee!
To source replies the sea:
all along you have been me –
there is no way from thee to me!
(Henning Sabo)
Beholding the Little
I grasp the Great
craving for
Nothing
(Henning Sabo)
In the middle
of the night
a solitary scream
(Henning Sabo)
As a wave now
nearly silent
the water sets
ashore
(Henning Sabo)