Requiem for Torsten
Und dies Herz, eh’ es zusammenbricht, trinkt noch Glut und schlürft noch Licht.
And this heart, before it breaks, feeds on embers and drinks light.
Aus: “Im Abendrot” von Karl Gottfried Lappe, 1773-1843, vertont von Franz Schubert, 1797-1828
We did not share a family tree but the same DNA in perception
We did share one blood type of feeling perfusing two hearts pumping in sync as cosmic twins
We also shared heavenly music in major and minor and no key at all when visceral bliss lay in the sound of appreciation
Alas we shared hate at times when knives of distrust and disenchantment tore up old scars still tender to touch
But I was spared the deep desperation which gripped you at times shutting out your belief in what life had to offer
How often you slid into the pit scrambling up again I cannot count only Sysiphos knows
Your incredible gifts provided no help nor did proffered hands when one summer day exhaustion ruled you to turn off the sun
All we share now is memories your deliverance being my grief