Changing the wheel I sit by the roadsideThe driver changes the wheel.I do not like the place I have come from.I do not like the place I am going to.Why with impatience do IWatch him changing the wheel? (Bertolt Brecht) About the author Bertolt Brecht (1898-1956) was a German poet, playwright and theatre director who… Mehr lesen "Changing the wheel by Bertolt Brecht
When you’re here From here, oh,you can hold yourself,so you can laugh. Free to exploreall manner of things. When you’re here,an i in the O-cean,you’re no longer waitingfor something to happen or to change. When you’re hereyou have what you seek. Your heart opensto the gift you receive,that you are. You are drinking at the… Mehr lesen "The Well of Being by Jean-Pierre Weill
Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening Whose woods these are I think I know.His house is in the village though;He will not see me stopping hereTo watch his woods fill up with snow. My little horse must think it queerTo stop without a farmhouse nearBetween the woods and frozen lakeThe darkest evening of… Mehr lesen "Stopping by the woods by Robert Frost
Bluebird there’s a bluebird in my heart thatwants to get outbut I’m too tough for him,I say, stay in there, I’m not goingto let anybody seeyou. there’s a bluebird in my heart thatwants to get outbut I pour whiskey on him and inhalecigarette smokeand the whores and the bartendersand the grocery clerksnever know thathe’sin there.… Mehr lesen "Bluebird
A psalm of life Tell me not, in mournful numbers,Life is but an empty dream!For the soul is dead that slumbers,And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest!And the grave is not its goal;Dust thou art, to dust returnest,Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,Is our… Mehr lesen "A psalm of life
