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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