Ladder!

Morning and sunset

It gets dark

The stars shine

Darkness is lifted

The sun shone and it was morning

The sun set and it was evening

The abyss filled and surrounded

Let the stars do their part

To remove the guardian of darkness,

Life is also a migration

Some like it, others find it difficult

Far at a distance, not close by

Accompanied by the sound of tears

Escape the field and run

It’s not even a smile

Water of peace, thirst for the blind

Deceptive Fruit of Income by grace

It requires a ladder, run to get there

Don’t be afraid to take a break professionally.