About Bernd Husmann
- Bernd Husmann
Over stick, over stoneIt goes ahead on shoemaker's pony,
sometimes over stick, sometimes over stone,
sometimes in company, sometimes alone,
and sometimes just to get a breath of fresh air.
That fits like a fistNo lightning speed is taken care of,
my focus is on nature.
In the park, but also in the wide hallway,
I indulge in the long while.The birds will sing for me
they chirp their new hit.
And the thoughts hum along with it.
I don't have to force anyone to do it.I want to rest in beautiful places
when hunger overtakes me.
The provisions are in the backpack,
I usually touch it then.Strengthened, saturated it goes on,
to my goal not set.
Chance has a hand in it
he is my loyal companion.
6 days ago