Joy

the good days
Freude,
are those days that
schoener Goetterfunken
in spite of the noise
Tochter aus Elysium,
the naggings
wir betreten
the sagging weight
feuertrunken,
of worry, responsibility
Himmlische,
the ignorance
dein Heiligtum.
and uncarefulness
deine Zauber
of others
binden wieder
the sometimes blatant
was der Mode
disregard, disrepair
Schwert geteilt
of how the world around
Bettler werden
chooses to conduct itself
Fuerstenbrueder

the good days
wo dein sanfter
are those days
Fluegel weilt
I can’t hear any of you
Freude!
for the Beethoven
Freude!
blasting joyously unrestrained
Freude!
in my head

© Sarah Whiteley

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