Haiku Variations, Christmas Child, I

I remember well your birth

From afar I saluted full of love

And awe for my master

Haiku Variations, Not today, 3

Today I write about you

My master who keeps still and silent

Every year born anew, guiltless

Pronouncement 882.0.17.

One more year to go

Then 59 is 59 and will perish

The old transcends, I, homewards

The Wrong Turn, a lampoon.

It once seemed that we could only grow

Until we somewhere along the way took a wrong turn

A new kind of improved Homo Sapiens

But somewhere along the road we got bitter, greedy

Not greedily, but rapacious, the first could be explained

positively. One can be greedily for truth or true love 

Alas it was greed and salacity just too vulgar

We chose that wide road that turned out so easily accessible

All, rich and poor, old and young, could travel the road, effortless,

The tarmac of society on that we thunder meaningless

Full of indulgence and full of ourselves and with hate for all

What thwarts us in our morbid egoism and narcissism

Even the blood, the own child is in the way though

You must have offspring, but will not take care of it

Nothing may cost effort but the own pleasure

The egotism in the highest banner, ergo ego maximum

Too gloomy you think, all is not so bad

You are probably different, but the only mirror you know is

Not that of the soul, but that of ostentation….

…¿So upon which do you judge this lampoon and yourself?...

Haiku Variations, Not today, 2

I have not chosen wrong

It is just His will be done

Silently I will undergo all

Haiku Variations, Not today, 1

And again I am silent

Today out of misery, not by accident

Have I chosen wrong, really?

Concerning human progress and failure.

Since the year 2000 the technique and science seems to have made huge leaps forward, regrettably this applies to an even greater extent for ignorance, incompetence and mendacity.

© 2017-10-22

Haiku Variations. The Struggle (Just like Jacob), 1 - 12.

Do I win whilst losing

For just like Jacob, Avraham´s child
I too struggle with You 

Is this life a battle

One I do not want to win

But then, my beautiful earth

Do You protect and heal  

In the end all that was wounded

By the evil material man

Even now there are monsters

Destroyers of all the beautiful and good

Who think themselves overlord

And already You have released

Your angels who by sword and fire

Entice Faust to his coup

Many follow a fake president

A little emperor or a false priest

They battle for my blood

The falsehood on their brow

The soul that was squandered long ago

My nature not for sale

My struggle I have lost

Voluntarily, for my loss will protect me

From the rulers who perish 

With His Word, and return,

Will everything of this world be annulled

To preserve earth, my nature

Gladly I lose like Jacob

I wrestle with the Imperishable for eternity

Thus I lose and receive 

Me will be given life

A plant and animal realm, heaven untouched

A rise between the stars

And still awake I realize

That I have never struggled with You

Not Jacob and not I

Haiku Variations. The Struggle (Like Jacob), XII

And still awake I realize

That I have never struggled with You

Not Jacob and not I.

Haiku Variations. The Struggle (Like Jacob), XI

Me will be given life

A plant and animal realm, heaven untouched

A rise between the stars

Haiku Variations. The Struggle (Like Jacob), X

Gladly I lose like Jacob

I wrestle with the Imperishable for eternity

Thus I lose and receive 

Haiku Variations. The Struggle (Like Jacob), IX

With His Word, and return,

Will everything of this world be annulled

To preserve earth, my nature

Haiku Variations. The Struggle (Like Jacob), VIII

My struggle I have lost

Voluntarily, for my loss will protect me

From the ruler that perishes

Haiku Variations. The Struggle (Like Jacob), VII

The falsehood on their brow

The soul that was squandered long ago

My nature not for sale

Haiku Variations. The Struggle (Like Jacob), VI

Many follow a fake president

A little emperor or a false priest

They battle for my blood

Haiku Variations. The Struggle (Like Jacob), V

And already You have released

Your angels who with fire and sword 

Entice Faust to his coup

Haiku Variations. The Struggle (Like Jacob), IV

Even now there are monsters

Destroyers of all the beautiful and good

Who think themselves overlord

Haiku Variations. The Struggle (Like Jacob), III

Do You protect and heal  

In the end all that was wounded

By the evil material man

Haiku Variations. The Struggle (Like Jacob), II

Is this life a battle  

One I do not want to win
But then, my beautiful earth

Haiku Variations. The Struggle (Like Jacob), I

Do I win whilst losing

For just like Jacob, Avraham´s child

I too struggle with You    

An Immortal On Progress.

Is it Khidr that says,

Be quiet Mikeah, just for a while,

Or He who nullified traditions.

God´s way is forward
Where Muhammad surely broke with the past
As Yeshua did before him.

Still all greater rebels, unsurprisingly,
Seek that what surpasses, even God himself,
Long for days of Atonement.




© 2017-07-16

Haiku Variations.

A different DNA (....)

To my brothers and sisters, heed this call


You are but a small group

Of people who are worthy to be

On earth, the Creator's envoys

To my brothers and sisters in this pilgrimage



Now the time has come

To defy the evil and the hate  

You truely are a different DNA

To my brothers and sisters in this pilgrimage

You exist, comprehend one another

Through all religion and through each caste

You truely are a different DNA

To my brothers and sisters in this pilgrimage

The endgame nears, rise up,

And answer His call from the Universe

Ban greed, know no anguish

To my brothers and sisters, heed this call







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Khidr on oil and guns and cholera in Yemen

And while Arabia condemned itself

Who in this sanctimonious free West dares

To battle its arms merchants

A Polyglot Displaced, multilingual version.

Polyglot Displaced

For I Shall Be One                    

Stranger In A Foreign Place       

As I Lost My Speech             

Translations

Esperanto

Delokita Poligloto

Por Mi Devos Esti Unu

Fremdulo En Fremda Loko

Dum Mi Perdis Mian Paroladon

Dutch

Polyglot Ontheemd

Want Ik Zal Zijn Een

Vreemde In Een Vreemd Land

Gelijk Ik Mijn Spraak Verloor 

German

Polyglott Entfremdet

Denn Ich werde Sein Ein

Fremde In Der Fremde

Als Ich Meine Sprache Verlor

French

Polyglotte Déplacé

Car Je Serai Un

Étranger Dans Un Endroit Étranger

Comme J'ai Perdu Ma Parole

Spanish

Políglota Desplazada

Porque Yo Seré Uno

Extraño En Un Lugar Extranjero

Ya que Perdi Mi Habla

Italian

Poliglotta Dislocata

Perché Saro Uno

Straniero In Un Posto Straniero

Poiché Ho Perso Il Mio Discorso

Turkish

Çok Dilli Yerinden Edilmiş

Çünkü Ben Bir Olacağım

Yabancı Bir Yerdeki Yabancı

Konuşmamı Kaybettiğimde

Russian

Полиглот Перемещенный

Ибо я буду одним

Незнакомец в чужом месте

Как я потерял речь

Romanichal

Poliglot Mogzidened

So mandis vava yek

gájikano innar themenge than

kan me našavened miri vakeribe

Hungarian

Polyglot mozgásrakényszerült

Leszek Egy 

Külföldi Külföldön

Ahogy Elvesztettem A Beszédemet

Arabic

Urdu

© 2017-06-25

Gloomy Spanish Sunday

The green hillside between Dráva and Danube

Does reclaim you too.

The arid burning sun on this clammy Peninsula

Wrings us out even more.

How much energy do we have in the end 

To remain and to exist.

In a crumbling house where we do not come to rest

A world sliding into the abyss.