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The Exoneration of Heidi Schäfer

In the shadows of a dead city she stood And waited for the sun to go down. Heidi had been a daughter, a wife, a mother, But never Heidi. She watched the remnants of a long forgotten song Lancing towards her from the medallion above And her heart looked for the listener; The one who had listened to all her prayers. "Now that my road has come to its end, Show me where I can wash these stains Off my broken skin," Heidi whispered When she found the listener, Playing his flute under an ageless tree. "You've come a long way, Heidi," he said, "You were too cautious not to fall, Which made you forget that you could fly." Heidi watched the hills falling in love with The abstrusity in the melodies he wove And said, "The hills look like a dream." "Yes, but a dream you chose to bury, Under the weight of your sins," he said. "You have been all, Heidi - You have been a seed, a plant and a tree But you never danced wit

Allegory

There lies a 'no' beneath every 'yes'; There lies a mask on every face; Every truth brings about a hundred lies, Like fissures above in the cloudy skies. The disarray of impressions always stays, And very noiselessly your morale sways; Like the boats careen without fear, And the boatman's child learns to steer. Veils make every answer obscure. Hope fights a disease without a cure. While the whole world burns in agony, Rules are bent by power and money. As the artist picks up his brush; As the young boy cries for his crush; As the astronauts count the stars; As the heroes fight their wars; The shackles ask you to be free, And a pen starts singing poetry; But there comes a question with every story - 'Isn't life the most beautiful allegory?'

Eyes

The blind old woman whispered to me Shaking her debility off with a smile, ''You have eyes, my child, and light around you; You can draw a line between white and black. Use those eyes wisely, child, for you'll Slowly learn to see without their help; The darker it gets around you, The harder shall you search for a flame. One day, in life you shall find your light, And in that light you shall find your life again."