My Land
16.09.1982/12.01.2010
(c) 2010 by Heidrun Beer
my land! regardless of the face you show, beautiful
you are.
gentle you look under fog, proud
in the sunshine, strong you go in the thunder,
in snow you celebrate a festivity.
you don't know the hell of heat. rain
does not knock you down: it just stills
the thirst of all the things growing. storm
does not destroy - it turns you into a
bold eventful painting.
hail does not devastate. it puts to the test.
you, my land, do not suffer. never yet
did you silently endure. you do not know
secret grievance. in your face
all the features' diversity
is gloriously in place. none
is wrong, and none is too intense.
none brings weariness. none brings death. all
in you is jubilant life.
and regardless of the face you show:
beautiful you are, my land.