Silence grows
Time slows
My mind floats
No were to go
Waiting for the
Seeds to show
Empty and calm
Waiting for things to change
The work is done
Yet more remains

I cannot make it rain
But I can prepare the soil
​​​​​​​Let's begin the toil
Before peace becomes a wasted gift
Before fate shifts
Before I live to regret my rest
And lament only if