You left me all alone

You left me all alone

Like a dead acacia branch

Oh,

If I could call your voice

To break this gloom

That is left behind you

Because the house was full with you

Full

And everywhere were your eyes

Your voice and your song

That in the impervious wasteland of my soul

Incised another deep incision through which my tears sail.

Difficult, motherly,

The hardest.

Your breath are silenced

And there were a shelter from many tempests

If only I could move

Maybe I would touch you

Because I recognise you in an apple, in the wind,

In its breath

Because my soul was made peace

With the damned destiny.

You left me all alone

Like a dead acacia branch

Ripped out in a storm of life

With veins outside of earths nurturing womb

With veins sentenced to death

Because you left me all alone

To watch you being taken away by the nights

And covered by dust.