Fed by faith

out for a walk

in the evening

on the path 

of life

I only first noticed

the bright light

of the day

when it hid behind

the sad sorrow

of a dark 

wandering cloud

walking round

different corners

of expectation

I kept looking

behind me

waiting for the light

to slowly 

disappear

in warm colours

and transparant reflections

but the sun

was too bright

for my half

closed eyes

too long

and blinded

my eyes

until

at the end

the colours

went cold

in blue and grey

and the wind

was blowing

tears 

in my eyes

and the cold

made me longing

for the warmth

of my home

and when the road

turned 

from yesterday

till tomorrow

the sun was gone

the colours 

that were long

looking frozen

did disappear

at last

nature 

was quiet

and the ducks

made no noise

swimming slowly 

to better places

wrinkling 

the waters

with transparant

evening light

the birds

in the trees

gazed at me

hidden and ready 

to fly away

should I come

too close

on went lights 

all around me

but they were

all empty

of compassion

I was 

almost

at home

when I saw

the lonely tree

it seems

it had been waiting

for me

to sing

the sad song

of the end

of all daylight

I didn't sing

though

but kept 

standing still 

for a while

expecting 

the whistling

of the leaves

would start

any moment

but even 

this tree

was eagerly waiting

for the spring

to come

so

the last picture

I took

was of a very

naked tree

in such 

a cold light

the light

of a promise

buried

in the hope

of darkness

growing unseen

a thousand 

new leaves

made ready

in patience

and fed

by faith