Lorenz

The universal

You reach the universal by staying at home 

The cat purring  on your  lap ,

a cup of tea or coffee that empties 

like the fountain of a sleeping memory .

Beloved  shadows smile and pass silently by ...

The old clock  ticking  away the tale of lives.

For so long resting under a graying  marble,

leaving me alone  with heartbreak  of a soul

yearning  for  the heights ...

The universal is like a wise book closed 

over held-back  tears ...

In the evening of life we look back ,

greeting with acceptance the years gone

by like clouds in a hurry ...

And we find  the universal child .