Lotus spring

There is a time for everything
that is beautifully said

but it's an ugly prospect
that there will always be violence

and worse, with and without love
the world will continue revolving

     a chaos of actions
     and reactions with traces

     of insights, wishes and
     intentions, the repetition

     of New Years – again
     the children shout after the game

          again the time
          of starting and finishing

          time to do my best
          to rest and to be content

          again the lotus spring
          and my arms around you