In the same place, in the same state
After I had gone far and moved at a high rate
A particle small
Of this great mass
Speed, yes speed had been my mistake.
I knew not that,
No matter how much I accelerate
The force of my tendencies will bring me back
One year after the other, the third YEAR will find me in the same place,
In the same state.
Exhausted but unscratched perhaps
Yet, my soul has sensed this gap.
The flight it remembers still, all lightness it still feels
But also the force that brought it back.
What if I had made the escape?
Myself I would not have remained
My selfish soul while yearns to fly’
It cannot forget the place my tendencies lie
Yet, both ways selfish it remains
You don’t require that strength to glide
Like the one required in the force to fly.
A different strength, a different firmness
To remain embedded in quietness, in calmness
To sooth oneself into a life
That keeps quiet, in the same place, in the same state,
Follows the same ways
Until such force comes that pulls the soul right out of the shackles of tendencies’
Of the strength that keeps it quiet
And lets it escape from life!!