Die Gabe - ein einzigartiges Geschenk des Lebens - Poesie

Given only to see the world through my eyes

The gift is given to us in the form of a talent or ability that we do not always appreciate.

Someday I wondered what would happen when I was laid on my deathbed. What would happen to all those marvellous gifts and talents I was given I either didn't pay enough attention to or took for granted?

However, shouldn't it be an honour to give this wonderful gift back to the world through my creativity? Though It took me many years to accept my "inheritance". Although there were many affirmations from those around me, I branded my talent as "not enough".

How do you feel about it, and what gifts that life has offered you have not been appreciated enough by you or are just taken for granted?

It is so simple and yet so difficult to grasp. Every soul is significant. It is its eyes, its windows of the soul, from which it looks out into the cosmos. As a result, it is always a unique, irreplaceable view. It is our gift, this gift that does not deserve to be rejected.

PROLOGUE

a stylised female mask with a red mouth and the earth with an iris as an eye as well as another eye in the forehead area, also in the form of the earth as a pupil embedded in a blue iris. She thus sees the world through her eyes, which would otherwise remain unseen. As in the poem "The Gift"

The gift - not just given

It was gifted to me - not just given
a dream dreamed of life
just to experience the beauty of itself within
to see the world through my eyes
only through these eyes behind my skin
If this gift were taken from me
at this time
they would form a line
each beautiful word
would never be interwoven into a new book’s world
they would pass by…
Even the never travelled mysterious places
and the long-needed goodbyes
that never happened for ages
Also, these wonderful people
I never knew
were banished from my paper sheet without having a clue
The never-risen sun
of this emerald-green sea
and the forget-me-not kissed by the morning dew
would never be a rhyme’s key
If I had to pass away however
this gift had been lost forever
given only to see through my eyes
never this world would arise
Undefined – unborn
never fulfilled with life
the world through my eyes
would be unknown…