On Work
When you think someone is watching you at your work,
you lose your spontaneity, focus and flow
and you will fail to deliver your best.
Be just as you are, oblivious to all around, leave everything else aside and be lost in the work.
It's like you being in quiet prayer as you and what you are doing have become one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem