I don ‘t feel related to the easy way
for it is much more complicated
to relay, to relate and to ground
on many a road I have found
the mysticism of whirling around
when you think to have arrived
you nearly only have survived
it seems that all was just a start
a matter of compassion and the heart
I oft feel like a trodden toad
to find that Good Enough
lies off the road! M
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem