Ghazal of Death | Steffen Horstmann

I live wary of my death inside me.
Does Fate query my death inside me?
 
I bear always the weight of its presence,
Burdened to carry my death inside me.
 
It sleeps like grain in a husk or sometimes
Rages like the sea ~ my death inside me.
 
It serves as tormentor or companion
With equal facility, my death inside me.
 
Sometimes I’m immersed in an absence
Composed wholly of my death inside me.
 
It may be instilled with repose
Or roused in fury, my death inside me.
 
What new form will it one day  
Embody, my death inside me?
 
My own body’s prophet summoned
From within my body, my death inside me.

Indian Literature and poetry with Ghazals in English – a language of poetry.