When we step into the night,
Colors fade away.
Night dismisses the rainbow
with a chiaroscuro brush.
Only hues remain:
light dark, dark and darkly dark.
Remote suns and planets tremble
in the firmament harbouring
the secrets of life expectant.
And to beings who gaze at us numbly,
squandering treasuries of prized jewels
to delight us no end,
Plane is stalling in vortex
losing us to vertigo one by one,
the voyagers hanging onto air
by the skin of their teeth.
We plant on the heavenly azure the sparks
of our eyes\' mental flame
We also plant the flowers of evil
Cities emit / spew light pollution
while the shadows of robbers and murderers
dart in gloom to and fro.
In the Bahnhofsviertel district of Frankfurt
the damned fallen sprawl across the pavement,
stains of grey, poor souls, souls of Miserere
petering out into nowhere.
At the station in Brüssel, the shadows sway
In search of prey
The absence of colours is getting longer
Dark shade covers the world
The colours only return
when the Sunrays fingertip
reaches out to poppy bud
or a crimson-yellow autumn leaf.