Complicated fears
Cast shadows on my spirit today.
Thoughts are running wild
Like little, encaged birds
That flew the cage away.
Straight ways are now entangled
Life grows so senseless and futile
No hand to grab... No shining star
Is there,
To help me start with the first mile.
The mind is raging and it boils
The restless pieces of my broken dreams.
That come in waves and go unfixed.
The time gives not the time
To mend things. So it seems...
The soul, though, stays in peace.
Amused and solemn watcher of my misery.
What kind of solid ground, it's roots ar planted in
Remains to me, forever
A reassuring mistery.
