days pass by in hunger
the sun still did not shine
perhaps... just imagine a sun
and then the light must come
on the the way to deeper love
passing ocean shores and forest paths
when interacting with circumstance
so many busy people come by
still, a full river is afraid to dry
at an unknown place inside
the sun was still not rising
how can the boat pass through the dark?
how can a boat row on waves too high?
how can the lost boat know answers?
who will come to row this boat?
is it at all wise to wait?
is patience really an answer?
and why wait - when time just passes by anyway?
why dwell in this earthly limitation?
a fainting heart will overcome the shaking
this fine place inside must not listen to mere words
only when loving words become reality -
perhaps then one can choose and act wisely
still, spread love - no matter what happens
