

How about forgetting
what to do and what not to do?
How would it be if you could feel
what it's like to touch yourself.
Sometimes zeal is not a blessing,
Sometimes moving disturbs us
And doing and doing fast
Will you take time to rest?
More often I am asked
To step outside my boundaries
A little here and there
No such thing as a break today
Instead this and that here
And four of these over there
Almost enough one might think.
I shouldn't rhyme too little!
The hamster wheel goes round and round
I'll go down again
Despite all the coloured lights
And the nodding faces
I wonder if they'll nod if I let them
Instead of coughing like the masses?
Let's find out for a moment
Midday into the evening
Take a deep breath in the midst of it all
Ready to stand for peace
I wish you a whole chest
Filled with deep peace
That you may give it to yourself
And direct the love towards you
Yours Mischa
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