I don’t have a plan for every day.
All I have is the drive to live.
There is the world.
I assume
it stands against me some days...
All my routine—disturbed.
All my thoughts—scattered.
I just stand in a vacant plain.
All I do is shout and cry.
And then comes the next day...
Peace comes to mind.
I can feel the relief,
and my plans start to work.
Then I feel
the world stands for me—
and with me.
And I love the world.
Now I know:
all is in my thoughts,
and what I think,
I will have..
