Poetry from the route

Take time

to read some poetry today & nourish your soul with art

and then I ask – what do you want me to say?

There is a lot I could write my soul out about

we were on an isle, in a train

I can see the clouds

moving so fast

it is not comprehensible

to the human eye

neither to mind

if I just run faster?

where will I end up

come to a place where clouds rest


live in the space

we call now

ihre is a place

I would like to go

where waterfalls never stop to Flow

& I have the freedom to just watch above &

count the clouds

forming to a zoo in a spark