Confession of a husband who did not follow the Lord
Ladies
Many years ago,
I will meet you on the way to Jerusalem.
It was early spring.
Almond trees bloomed.
I remember that moment when I approached you,
I asked what I should do,
To be perfect.
You said I should sell
All my wealth,
Money to give away to the poor
And follow you.
I was saddened.
I was afraid.
I went home.
And now I’m an old man,
I have a large family,
My fortune multiplied in two,
People find me happy,
But I feel a severe emptiness within myself,
Hungry
And hopelessness,
Which even my closest
I’m afraid,
They would definitely laugh at me.
Years have passed,
And still I cannot forget
That spring,
My question
And flowering almond trees.
[Roman Brandstatter]