MY, MY! THE SUN CAP THAT I WORE

When  I had started wearing this hat of the sun

There was a glow in my skull

That ate away at its content and form

I know not

As to how many many years,

And moments that took an age to complete,

Then there were the fast ones

Which were lost even before they began.

Now the burning has ceased, so also the pain

A thin layer of ice

Had formed inside

And when I wear that cap of sun

There is no more wilting and withering

But frozen crackling.

I ask that short and heartiest piece of life

To recover

Because much was gained even when it was lost

But me, I am so poor at accounts

And still could say

What would remain

Because I like to test the impossible

To see when and where

It would become possible

And I hit my head against it

Because my skull is the toughest bone

That I have

And because I want things to happen

That  were not there

And if I can’t do it

Why bear it any longer?