You can only be
your true self
when you've ridden
of all your doubts
that are hidden
in your life's shelf-

the past
must be laid dead
into new ground
you must break -
a new path
you must take-
by no means
as easy task
don't you mistake!

The sojourn
will be rough
and tough
your will and resolve
will be put
to the utmost task

the triumph
will be yours
at last
if you're bold enough!

So little of life
do I ask-
in my simplicity
everything is enough

every beseeching
is a loss of freedom
the greater the desiring
the tighter the prison

ah,  what joy-
nature is beckoning!
Winter's snow has melted
now is the kiss of spring

outside my window
the flowers are dancing
on the nearby tree
a bird is cheerfully singing

at my little farm- the whole year
I've been diligently cultivating
every corner is blooming
ah,  it's time now for the best harvesting!

Hello, Poetry
many thanks
for knocking
on my door-
do you want me more?

Oh no
don't apologise
though me you woke
ere the break
of dawn-

last night of you
I dreamt
such tender words
you spoke
dearer than those
of my most intimate friends'

whatever, whenever
in no way will we quarrel
we are each the other's alter ego
a tie that will never be severed
only destined to grow

this my heart does know:
when my life's sojourn is over
you'll be near
to hold my hand
to comfort
and happily
into the Realm
of Eternal Beauty
I'll go

I can't live life clinically
that's why I choose poetry

This is joy lasting:
the thought that I'm nothing
no striving, no competing-
no comparing, no seeking

in no-grasping and no engaging
in silence, peace and contentment abiding

It never affects
nor defeats me- the external -
of my life I'm in full control
my courage and endurance is internal

West:   Aim at success

    East:     Pursue peace