On the Narrow road
“Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.”
Open your heart to the misery
Of those who live without hope,
Learn to walk in another’s steps
To learn to extend your scope
Learn not to avert your gaze
When the world is set ablaze.
Give all that you have to give
And expect nothing and you will see
With the eyes of a child.
Do not count on your money, my friend,
Its value comes and goes,
Instead, count your hours, your days
Count all the blossoms of love
As they scatter on the breath of the wind.
Meld the ephemeral currency of love
Into your life. For all that will remain
Of us is love.
Tme flashes by
Leaving you high and dry
On the border of eternity,
Glinting in the sky,
As the angels do, on high.