Seifenblasen

So leicht, so bunt,
so wunderschön anzuschauen.

Schwebend, in ständiger Bewegung –
ein Spielkind des Windes.

Doch Seifenblasen platzen irgendwann.

Und mir bleibt nur übrig
nach einer neuen Seifenblase zu schauen.

Um es wieder zu spüren:
das Gefühl der Leichtigkeit,
der Unbeschwertheit, des Glücks.

D. M.

Seifenblasen

One thought on “Seifenblasen

  1. marina@pietra.santa says:

    There’s a place on a blank stretch of road where
    Nobody travels and nobody goes and the
    Deskman says these days ’round here
    Two young folks could probably up and disappear into
    Rustlin’ sheets, a sleepy corner room
    Into the musty smell
    Of wilted flowers and lazy afternoon hours
    At the Moonlight Motel

    Now the pool’s filled with empty, eight-foot deep
    Got dandelions growin’ up through the cracks in the concrete
    Chain-link fence half-rusted away
    Got a sign says “Children be careful how you play”
    Your lipstick taste and your whispered secret I promised I’d never tell
    A half-drunk beer and your breath in my ear
    At the Moonlight Motel

    Well then it’s bills and kids and kids and bills and the ringing of the bell
    Across the valley floor through the dusty screen door
    Of the Moonlight Motel

    Last night I dreamed of you, my love
    And the wind blew through the window and blew off the covers
    Of my lonely bed, I woke to something you said
    That it’s better to have loved, yeah it’s better to have loved
    As I drove, there was a chill in the breeze
    And leaves tumbled from the sky and fell
    Onto a road so black as I backtracked
    To the Moonlight Motel

    She was boarded up and gone like an old summer song
    Nothing but an empty shell
    I pulled in and stopped into my old spot

    I pulled a bottle of Jack out of a paper bag
    Poured one for me and one for you as well
    Then it was one more shot poured out onto the parking lot
    To the Moonlight Motel

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