I know you ask a lot of times, too,
what is the meaning of life.
Why the suffering, the pain,
war, fear of children,
all our hopes in vain.
With that, so am I. I want to know if it’s worth it.
But you know, it’s none of our duty
to decide if it’s good here to be,
is it good to think what’s life about,
because you can really find out
what is life worth
when it hurts
and You struggle for every breath
and You are happy for every minute
You can still get.
Watch everything carefully
And if what you see, you don’t understand
It’s not the world’s fault
It’s yours, just yours.
Do not write for people,
They either will understand or not,
There is only one who understands You
And this is the Creator God.
It’s morning, I’m awake.
I’m again whom I have to be.
I have left in my dreams
The one and lovely myself.
Everyone has a secret knowledge,
One knows it, does not the other.
If You don’t afraid of the truth,
Get to know who You really are,
To open Your Self, the very inner,
Close Your eyes, and tell a prayer.
Accept everything
As it is. The change
Will come anyway.
Look for a moment,
One minute, one word, one sentence,
Find the missing piece
And grasp the completeness.
I’ve listened to everything,
I saw sunlight and darkness.
I’ve listened to the rain and the silence,
But the secret remained a secret, unsolved,
And that’s fine.
If you think Your life
Is under Your control,
Don’t be too self-confident,
After all, even your dreams
Come from far,
Come from someone else.
Write something every day
To Yourself and to the world,
You will be wiser and better,
And will be the part of eternity.
