Die bunte Parole / (The Colorful Slogan)

Gedicht / Poem A tangled weave of dynamic, flowing lines, Where azure streams and crimson rivers meet, Upon this canvas, chaos feels complete, As every shade in rhythmic grace entwines. No singular command the soul defines, But in this dance, the pulse is bittersweet, A revolution marching on its feet, Through indigo and amber-colored signs. … Read more