Conversation with a friend

What happened? Tell!

Our tears have dampened.

Why don't our horses run any more?

Nothing happened.

Simply we have grown old and tired.

For us only rest and cosiness

is needed.

What happened? Tell!

Why do we not sleep?

Why do our ideas

knock on our souls?

Nothing happened.

Simply, ideas like birds

Turn, seek answers,

And souls are silent.

What happened? Tell!

We trust only in "today",

Have lost our dreams

And fail to appease alarms.

Nothing happened

New Year has melted the snow,

April's rain has passed,

The sun shines again.

But maybe the dreams will come back

Sometime.