abyss
I will miss these eyes; eyes that started to light in Hitler’s Germany, that have seen Hamburg burning, that were enlightened by the beauty of Switzerland after the war, that have seen the miracles of love and darkness of death, that have watched over me all my years, eyes that have seen the abyss approaching. Being there when these eyes lost their light leaves me alone at the edge of abyss, with tears and a smile in my heart, for the abyss is a place where there is no pain anymore.
My mother left us yesterday, accompanied by the family, at the age of 70.
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(Picture: My mother and me, some forty years ago)