Where the past is the future
and the present an echo,
I look up at the starry sky
and learn to cope with the transience of existence
The sorrow softens
That’s why I have created a star for the universe
One day, somewhere in infinity,
I want to place it among the stars
First, one half—the crescent—
and later the second half,
so that together they become a sun
and shine for you once more.
Handpainted ceramics 2024
