Introspection

I'm not hiding from disaster
But I'm not running into it either 

After a while being friend of my self, everything gets clear
I can see who is my real enemy
Finding the peace to start a new war

Opening my eyes, I unlock slowly my lungs and ears
New air for all the darkness that I keep inside!
The responsible for all that noisy silence
Filling an old room that has no walls, even though, it is vacuum-sealed

I learn now how to manage it with my new hands
Finally, there is the silent sound!
I find now some time to breathe and some space to move

Instead burning I rather just cut
If the problem is the root of misunderstanding
Then new opportunities simply show up
That is the changing season
The cycle of learning

Erik Schnabel