DISTURBANCES ERRANDS DIFFICULTIES PAINS OF LIFE
Disturbances, errands, difficulties, pains of life
And no time no time no time -
Self- made anxiety
And self- made frustration-
For what can I really do anyway?
A few lines of my own
In the silence of my own inner listening?
A complaint made in such a way
As to have a certain music and beauty?
Just peace inside as my own words come
And not all this clamoring to do things from outside?
A moment now here now is all I have today
Before the endless errands begin.
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