Again and again
Yesterday when I walked in the park,
The clouds painted orange waves on heaven‘s sea.
Did nobody look up but me?
Yesterday before the sky went dark,
A star stood lonely watching the heads of the trees.
Did nobody see him but me?
I‘m a lonely wanderer on this earthen path,
My companions are the things that I see.
But I can be quiet in my unruly heart.
When I watch what nature gives, I find peace.