Well of the heart


 

Mind, self-reflecting sound
Hardly bears the silence
It comes with fear and doubts
Performing violence

In the well of the heart
The smile of sunshine always there
Is never far from you, apart
But comes with light and care

The mind may cry
To touch an empty wish
And feels so dry
Without the conquered dish

When mind is finally so still
It enters silent places
No longer in its will
But follows inner traces

So be in sunshine, not in doubt
Aware of inner voice
Embraced by light and sound
Without the worldly noise

DidiArtis, 16.08.2012