Mornings

I arrive from the source of the sun
into this new, golden morning.
I stand on the morning beach.
Pressing my feet into the fine sand.

Into my hands, my feet, my heart
My eyes, my ears and my thoughts
streams live new and powerful
when in the night I drink from the source.

Give, that I do right,
Give, that I do with love
With this hands and feet
And gift my strength to others.


The morning, the time when I come back into my body from the journeys of the night but not quite awake, that is the time when the most truthful thoughts come into my mind.

To know that is the truth, nothing but the whole uncovered truth and the meaning of life.

Here I want to share this thoughts with you.