Past 22:00

Is beauty a state of mind?
Or a flush of the skin?

Are questions a sign of lack of faith?
Or an affirmation of the need for it?

Is life a paradox?
Or a parallel contradiction of mystery?

Is writing an expression?
Or the confines of limitations?


I think I can go on
with that today

but unfortunately the time
is already past 22:00

and tomorrow is again
the fight against the sun

and the race against words.

(words: S. Murthy, India; picture: D.Lang, Germany)