Listen Intently It Is I Poem by Maria Barbara Korynt

you told the truth Esmeralda
your eyes saw that a lot
my lack of faith had changed
into the helplessness, but now willingness
it too little, because the time filled up

predicted, it felled from legs
but breath left for us
to look after it is necessary every day
is coming into existence stronger

grope for an answer for difficult
question as well as why
incessantly I am setting myself
one more time predict me

predict for me please because
if is supposed to be
what will step (?)
perhaps I will manage to save
two drops... of water (?)