Ent-Fernung Poem by Lucia Daramus

Autumn has never been more beautiful as now
the grain of rain weeps on the leaf - -
the heart, painted poem of God
hangs in the chess of life

Ent-Fernung!

I play, I play this game
I draw smiles for a human mask
I got good at it - life and death
what does 'to be or not to be' mean?

Ent-Fernung!

Tombs, withered steps, skeletons
the grass kneaded with earth
ice music in wind
tearing the drip by drip life?

Ent-Fernung!

Autumn has never been more beautiful than it's now
through sea-pebbles near the cliff
child laugh written in the sky
hanging in the chess of life.