Sometimes I determine
the right moment myself, thinking
I know enough, but often I am surprised
by what comes from heaven
exactly at the moment
when I open my eyes
I look in the envelope
which half concealed
is waiting for my unconscious
knowing of the right moment
to read what now
is meaningful to me
If only I could stand above myself
to see the information flow
to behold and admire
the coils of the channels
from the universe in my body
and to understand and enjoy
life, that sometimes lies
waiting in my consciousness
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