It was spring
when we met again
I could not find it hard
remembering
still a young man
in his prime
playing with frogs
you picked from the grass
of the meadow
along the river
it was destiny
that we met again
the memories
of our precious love
burning
a bonfire
to honour
the golden promises
at the sacred orchard
where we met again
the souls of children,
connected forever
it was fall
when we lost each other
the leaves of the maple trees
ruby
only in summertime
the remnants of a song
carry that far
can pull us back
into ancient times
revive
how we danced
under the shades
of the olive trees
Satyr & Nymph
performing a forbidden
ritual
whispering consecrated words
sent into our dreams
both of us
recognizing the icon
of love
Ariadne’s thread
indicating the exit
you promised
that we would meet again
without words
I saw the signs
engraved in your soul
after you conquered
the Minotaure
but no-one offered you
asylum from Kings Minos’
revenge
we fled together
ignoring Daidalos’ flight-apparatus
we built a boat
instead
in the evening-hours,
free from our duties
in Apollons temple
secretly we left the island
at dawn
set off to a life
beyond the horizon
not longing for shedding
hot tears ever again
entangled in body & soul
with the mistakes of our everlasting love
from previous & future
lives
? Susanne Ahlers