footprints in the grass
it could be my step
decades ago, I left
when will I be back
where I lost myself
the crossroads shows
only in one direction
backwards to the birth
it has been determined
that this is me
a name was given to me
and said that it was mine
home – yes the
footprints in the grass…
they lead to the forest grove
I’ll lie there
with my questions

Jenny Schon, M.A. lives in Berlin. She is a poet, publicist and city guide and she used to own her own bookstore, selling books. A Student of Sinology, Journalism, Japanese Studies, History of Art and Philosophy, with additional studies abroad in China, Greece and the Czech Republic.