imbluewithoutu

I asked my Master, while walking thru the hot desert: "Master, where are the paths that our ancestors walked?" "Look, over there!"  He said. But as hard as I was looking I couldn't see anything, just the beautiful golden sand. "I am sorry Master but I can't see anything."  And he laughed: "That's the point, where you can't see a print that's where our Ancient Ones walked." Going a little further I was looking to an opening, up on the sandstone wall and I said: "Excuse me Master, but where did our ancestors live?" My old Master smiled in contempt: "Up there." Again I looked all over the place but I couldn't see a

Between Dream and Reality The rain is pouring on the ground Ground zero of my soul The clouds are making the sky dark Dark as my own soul People rush under God's tears But for me they seem so still The life has stopped The world is quiet My heart beats just once in a while I stay unmoved I watch the window I feel so lost, so far away I feel a stranger in my own way "Here, hold this for me!" Your voice awakes me "Oh, I hate the rain; I'm tired, hungry..." Your words keep piercing my been They drop like arrows in my heart They make me angry, nervous, mean And when the engine starts you drive Your every move disturbs my