Before the first before and after the last after, there is night waiting.
We hear only our own voices, still echoes returning to our emptiness.
If you are only what you are, You at least have a chance Not to outsmart, But be on a par with yourself And that is worth trying.
I can see myself before myself - a being through dark scenery.
And this that you call solitude is in fact a big crowd.
To leave out beautiful sunsets is the secret of good taste.