A greeting from one far away

Alwin Schutzer

I send a greeting like the scent of roses;

I send it to a rosy face.

I send a greeting like Spring caresses,

I send it to eyes full of Spring's light.

Of the storms of pain that roar through my heart,

I send only a breath - so that it will not disturb you harshly!

If you think about this joyless being,

the heaven of my nights will become bright.