Maria Magdalena Biela


Innocence


When falling off the cliff they cry,
hurting the iris of their eye,
flying before they learn to fly,
whose words will kiss their tears to dry?
I am the Catcher in the Rye.


The Fallen knows the Catcher's dream
to keep alive th' innocent gleam.
The Catcher feels the Fallen's sense:
'Don't kill the heart of Innocence!
Let it live hidden in the sky! '
I am the Catcher in the Rye.

I gave the hunting hat to me
while pushed into the falling free.
Life took me off the cliff, but I,
I was the Catcher in the Rye,
I gave myself the hat of hunt,
and through the Rye I walk and chant.


21st of April,2014

Submitted: Monday, April 21, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, April 23, 2014

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For myself, for my inner child...

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