after

Don´t look back,
there is nothing you can do.
Move on and learn from the
same mistakes you made before.

The seagull

Once I saw a seagull,
with his wings wide he floated above the horizon.
He looked determined,
his persistent howl sounded convincing.

Once I saw a dead seagull,
with wings broken laying flat on the ground.
He looked empty,
his orange beak didnt make a sound.

I once was a girl.
With my arms spread I ran into freedom.
I looked at ease,
my voice was clear and open .

I saw this girl changing.
With her arms crossed, and her head bent down,
she looked anxious.
Her voice was restricted, mostly she kept quiet.

I have floated like the majestetic seagull in the air.
I have been broken like the lifeless bird on the ground.
I have been convincing.
I have been restricted.

I guess its not black and white
I am not the one or the other
I have been both,
still I am.

the road again

regrets
unmet faces
unheard voices
hands not seized
smiles not returned

enough place for that too

when the wanting fades in the being
and everything falls away
you still have
things are
it is

you still have sunrise above Mekong
blazing the watercourse
before it breaks into branches

you still have the breeze
brushing silvery tree-tops
lining the river front

you will still be
in the reach of fire
and the waking voices

Reason

I have learned happy is good
I have learned not to be sad
I´m not happy about that.

I wish I was without doubt
that I knew what I wanted

I wish to go to sleep
right after I turn off the light

But I´m blind
can not find.

Let it

Blinded by you
spelling of truth.
To be correct, just right.
Blinded by the
pure that I'm not.
Throughout this, my light.