Abruptly she arrives:
On every corner she appears again.
She wears a black cape and seems in a hurry every time.
Her look: piercing.
„You'll never make it!“ her face seems to prophesy.
Seeing her yet again, I scream at her.
WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?
She doesn't answer.
Tyrannize me further.
But from now on I recognize, when she's there again.
I can watch her clearly.
And again she passes by.
I'm standing brief to the corner.
Trying to move forwards.
She leaves me with concern, fear, paralysis.
I try to concentrate.
Take a deep breath.
What did I learn?
My heart crys for peace.
My soul sings to comfort myself.
My mind quotes all the songtexs,
I've lerned easily.
Then I remember:
A lightning strikes, the thunderstorm rumbles and roars.
I cry and I know he's hearing me.
I'm shouting it pleased and start to dance in the rain.
Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death:
You promised you'd pay attention- You care for me!
You rest faithful.
Only Once I see her again.
She trys to come towards me,
my tears veil my sight.
„Thank you, god!“, I whisper.
And she disappears.