*** She said, I rule the ruins

She said, “I rule the ruins. The ruins of my life”.
I asked, “How could it be?” She said, “I don’t know, how”.
We have discussed so many problems,
We have been talking for a long time,
But nothing was said about ruins,
The ruins of the life.
She was a strange and scaring woman,
She dressed in black and nothing else.
The only glance of her could kill you,
Another one could resurrect.
‘twas very hard to understand her,
‘twas very hard to read her mind.
Her eyes were closed to everybody,
The wolf-alone – that was her kind.
Nobody knew, what she was thinking,
Nobody knew, what was her life.
Appearing suddenly was her mark,
Nobody knew when she could come.
But when she came in, everybody
Could understand, that she was there.
The pure darkness, she was frightening,
But everyone knew: she could care.
She cared a lot of everybody.
They needed help – she gave them help.
But there was one she did not care of.
She did not care of herself.
That’s why she was the pure darkness:
She gave her inner light away.
That’s why she ruled the ruins:
It was the only way
For her to live and care
For her to give her help
Her help to everybody
And never – to herself.