For the things I have been complaining
Because I have not found real joy
I know they are meaningless

The joy cannot be found searching
There is nothing to seek

All I crave I have already
Nothing has been taken
From the starry skies.

Because we own nothing in this world
I shall say goodbye.
Firstly, to things I love
Secondly, to the worryness.

So that free from possession
Of things that ultimately are not mine
I can love them much more
And worry much less

Trusting that I can give
Without taking from tomorrow
And being more whole
Without sorrow.

Cat's eye
Bonjour,

J'essaie la douceur
Du jour
L'esprit d'Avis
Dans le corps d'un soleil
Que range les âmes
Parmis les secours
D'un frère et ses prières

Mes affaires sont tous
Valables et pures

The scent of my plants,
The care of my green fingers
A good day blossoms!

Reason crumbles
when everything speaks
in the heart <3

it even mumbles
you are right!