Strange…
It is… a strange “Happiness”,
…Everything growing,
and I can taste Blood…
Nature is exploding in its Beauty,
and I can taste Blood and Death…
without much to do about it…
It is a strange “Peace”,
lying in the Light,
still Dark Shadows passing by…
It has been there before, too many times…
I try to keep Faith in Human Beings,
and my Heart open and Blossoming…
One got to do, what one got to do,
and there will be Another day, with a better taste,
some day.
My Drum just answered…
Smile, it said…