Thanatophobia

The sun means day

and night for us is resurrection.

Wings of years

don’t save our weakness.

The bells of churches

our joy, our care.

The room is darkened

I can’t hear the voice.

The dream is alive

and I see you all of us again.

I crossed the dark

and I see the past, here am I?

Maybe I’ll breathe

maybe I’ll stay with you or beyond the gate?

We’re smiling and crying,

your name sounds in our ears.

I don’t believe, I’m on the way

between the death and eternity

and I’d like to wake

in your kingdom on one day.

We’re just puppets

you haven’t changed us, we’re afraid in your arms.