Child of Longing

When this deep ache overtakes you,
pulling you into uncharted depths,
when you stagger through the day,
like a drunkard
who's lost his footing,
falling into rushing streams,
wounding his knees,
blind from pain and tears,
crawling over grey stones
through strange red soil,
believing he'll never, ever find
the way back to his safe homeland—
My friend, then you too
are a child of longing!

(Ilka Berikhan)

Kind der Sehnsucht

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