The window

I opened the window and there you came -
The wind with a southern smell.
You went through my fingers, through clothes, through my hair,
So freely and gently you whispered: "Prepare! We've got to be pair!
I'll give you the wings and a story to tell"

You flew onto me, made me tremble and sigh
Embraced me with strength of a wind.
You walked me to edge and I saw with my eyes,
How peacefully freely you fly in the skies -
No weight and no ties!
Transparent as air and truthfully clean.

Enchanted by all of it sudden and new
I thought what a party to join!
I felt you're familiar, someone I knew,
You said "we're the key" and you told "I'm a clue"
But nature is nature, a story to spoil.
I told you my nature was flowers and soil.

With lightness of stream you attempted to break
My fears for airy freedom.
You asked me to fly, all my senses - awake,
You told me that nothing but trust it would take,
But vainly you thought I was able to make
That step outside of the window...

13.05.2021