english

Nothing is so empty as a playground at the edge of the water after the summer has said a god bye for that year.

The shouting

from children

For a friend

to join in a game

has stopped

but they are memories

of joy and pleasur pleasure

in a heart of a mother.

The echo of silence

Is being thrown

Into the soul

From the rocks

And the water.

Giving warnings

too rest

On the earth.

Yven, 2009-09-17

D.Pudig

A day

is painting

a perfect

image

for his farewell.

Nothing

can be changed.

Just a few colors

are left to be added.

Soon

wiped out

for a new

day to be painted.

Yven, 2012-11-19

D.Pudig

From a distance time

your sorrows may be not at all

as great as you once felt and believed.

So, let your loughter be now that great,

That, given it time, your sadness will heal.

Salzburg, 2004-04-22

D.Pudig