Today I find it hard, to stay with what is
because of my heart
that seaks pleasure first

Today Im restless, weary and tired
stumbling across the inner field
of mine

Obvious; if I listen
Be still, take time
rest in silence, seak whats behind
and stay with it untill peace incline

I know, still I don´t

So tired, but sleepless
to restless to rest
Thinking makes no sence
not present in the present

What to do? Nothing to do!
I stay with my peacefull kaos
Rivers my flow from the deapth of the source
but I rest at the bank with my labour