Anew

Had mother spoken too much.

Yet were not the words enough.

The journey had hit the ground.

Despair in the crowd.

From the beginning had they decided not to hear.

Nor where they able to see.

As anxiety was the veil of many.

So shattered the story of  a beautiful life.

Ended before time -
anew.

What a shame and pity.

Numbness of plenty.

Ignorance was her adversary.

Greed was enmity.

Weapon of the heir was fear.

So weak was the majority.

As lost they were.

Chaos had been born -
anew.

Sank she to the bottom of the ocean.

Ever since had rested the beauty on her grave.

Accompanied by murky waters.

Where freedom started existing.

There awaited in silence.

Yet eyes wide open in the dark womp.

Stillness in deep solitude.

Harmony had enfolded.

In the cold pressure beated a vivid rhythm.

The sound of a living heart created.

Anew.