Spring beyond the seelenloch

I feel the wind on my skin,
cool, just right for me to take wing.

After a deep breath, I let go of the branch,
whirling down towards the
*“seelenloch”* that was the view for
all my life up here…

The Goddess was with me and
I passed through to the other side.

Mountains empty of life under a birdless, sunless
but blue sky
and nomore winds
made me land upon pale grasses
soundless and unmoving.

Yet in me life began to stir
for my plan to bring a spring to the souls beyond our world
came to be.

Now, a hundred years later,
I tower over the side of these stones
none of us alive have ever seen

and when the season turns, a child comes to gather my leaves that fell
to line his matress with memories of
when he was still alive −
he misses his mother, his father, but foremost his cat for
she went to other fields…

It was worth the effort to hold on to
my life…