Finding my way


“If you assume that there is no hope, then you guarantee that there will be no hope. If you assume that there is an instinct for freedom, that there are opportunities to change things, then there is a possibility that you can contribute to making a better world.”

We move in hope that we will not stand still.

Afraid that life will stop.

If we stop

We encounter great things

However we fear that these things are not great enough

We see the sun disappear in the horizon

Scared that it will not rise again

And then…

Where do we walk with all this fear

What is it that our hearts want to share

What is our true purpose?

In a dark alley we look for light

In the closeness we pick up a fight

Why are we so disconnected and far apart

Why do we try to move out of our own hearts?

I’m sitting here in New York City

Thinking about the things that can make life more real

But in a moment of stillness

I see and understand

That were we live is just a place, it’s just a land

What we dream about is in our heads

What we should achieve is what we are fed

But what our hearts echoes and shouts

Are words that cannot be shaped by a mouth.

I am full of gratitude and truth

I am blind

And I can see

That what is important

Lives in you and in me.