Icy winds, clear sky

Sharp thoughts - wondering why?

Suspecting the worse, I am sorry

Needing to know brings all this worry

I can‘t stand the suspension

What if things don‘t fit my intention?

My heart aches; contracts I feel cold

I become aware of growing old.

Turn to the sun, face the light

Breath out - let go what holds you tight

Melt the conditioning of the mind;

The unknown is safety of a different kind

Look at the flower opening to the sun

Look at the cat stretching out for fun,

Look at the child, joyfull in its run

Lift the heart, relax, trust, breath out,

Just being, is - what‘s all about.

Life has its own flow

And it will continue just so.