Adel was the sacred bloom,
Uber lush and audacious.
O her eloquent voice lied.
This is the realm of falsehood,
A utopian world order
burdened by the everlasting.
She was the elite youth;
Pure breed immortal.
I spotted her
Retreating through the cradle of Rhine,
En route back to her motherland.
Three days from deliverance,
I joined her on the harvest moon.
We picked and sucked on ancient herbs;
Oden earth cures weak ageing cells.
Two days from deliverance,
On the border of the dark forest,
Beyond mist, charred bone and black steel,
The river lulled a spell for freedom.
Adel stared through towers of trees,
Tears rolled down virgin skin;
A prize animal trapped inside a giant's cage.
One day from deliverance,
The sacred youth awoke in my embrace
Seduced by tragic stories from the dead.
The stem of the everblooming was broken.
O blind terror fiddles with death,
Icky little fingers fathom
The unmendable hole in its neck.
Life beget suffering,
Suffering beget death,
Death beget meaning.
A meaningful life is the way to deliverance.
I released Adel into the river Rhine,
Tomorrow she will arrive home.