If you know the truth
why would you want
to be understood?

Not the world-
but yourself
which is the  cause
of the greatest trouble

If with yourself
you steadfastly stay
nothing of you
can be taken away

The day is action
the night, the contemplation -

in the light
thoughts are occupied

in the dark
emotions on their journey embark

another world surfaces
in the subconscious

silent is reason
awake is the wild imagination-

self enters the twilight zone
it feels no longer its own

images are strange
in colours and sizes they change-

voices drift in the air
they come from nowhere-

a rainbow at night?
dark is the moon with no light-

the night thickens
every hour threatens -

the dark has spoken
every sanity has been stolen

Advanced in age
but I don't languish
upon each day
me does the sun greet

the flowers
in the green field
are beckoning
joyful I feel

look at the kids
in their innocent laughter
as they walk to school
in such happiness they gather-

am I really old?
Often I can't tell
my robustness I still keep
I live so youthfully well

Be gentle and generous to everyone
don't offend or stay in the way of anyone

Myself I don't blame
coerce, coax, force
nor feel any shame:
life is doing and experimenting
that makes for meaning

how often I've failed
but have walked away never
my own rainbow I carve in the sky
I've never ceased in my endeavour-

the world is wild and self-centred
everyone has their own agenda
to my duty and task I quietly attend
from a remote unknown quarter-

I'm my haven and my sanctity
without any glamour or clamour
time passes by my life but I'm not even aware
my path I chart beyond which I don't bother