I move fluently or with friction
on my own course, along with the rest
     even if I make speed
     to reach a goal

     a well-meant illusion
     if I don't quite dare
     to trust It -
     the water that carries me

     not asking anything from me
     because everything always does fit
     and it is up to me
     what I experienced from it

     and am aware of, then
     getting free from
     the daily problems
     where society squeezes

     and my short-sightedness
     catches bumps and dents
     which I patiently smoothen out
     with attention, attention

     to my injuries
     and to It, the greater whole -
     until I move so smooth and supple
     that there is no friction

     being an invitation
     to whoever needs me
     and does notice me in the stream -
     called as I am called