How much energy does man spend
to reconcile with God, with the world?
How much misfortune will it bring if you don´t?
So he searches, is surprised, finds and returns.
Peace appears,
gift that stumbles, fills, feels,
as a lost piece and apart,
that ties it.
Who will we look for in bad times?
To another man.
So,
why wage war?
Fear will return, we will cry.
Our empty bones will find the light,
and like at a traffic light
there will be permission to be happy.