I Pay for All,
by J. W. Cassandra
I’ve committed the greatest crime;
And since then on, my days are cry:
I was born – I enclosed light in form,
My existence is a prison for now and on…
I cannot find only the path
That leads back again into light…
All my days since then on are sin,
Light enclosed in form: I can’t win;
Even it cannot break through the form:
I was born – I enclosed the light in form,
And there’s no answer, who this wanted –
I am the crime, I am for this wanted…
And since then for now on I’m a sinner,
I pay the price for all: for the winner.
I’ve committed the root-sin – I was born.
Forget me Thou, who knowest me alone!
How to live, knowing, I’m burden?
How to live, seeing: light is burdened?
No answer, only the echo replies:
„You’re sinner: you enclosed in form light!”
20/09. 2019., by J. W. Cassandra