I praise God
for the beauty of the moment
the smell of red roses
in the early morning
for the smell of the air
after a terrible thunderstorm
the release of a sticky day
when the rain comes
life flows between the banks of
happiness and sadness
but there is a layer deep inside us
which we reach
when we have learned to accept life
as it is
where we are
silence light love and happiness
(Volker Schunck)
Drifter's Day 