I must have seen you somewhere out when days were long and minutes tout. I thought of what to do whether to give my love to you or to stay alone and true to the nature. But I was proud and strong inside I didn’t seek a place to hide, but then you were coming here I felt you far and near and I thought the sudden fear was a warning. (I turned aside and ran away and watched the oak-trees deep in play and heard their silent song and it felt like mother tongue and they told me what was wrong as they called me.) Said I to a fly resting on my hand „God, I could smash you with a grain of sand„ And the echo went right trough but the voice and words were new and it said „Id smash you too like a soft breeze.„ But now I’m humble, small and weak and it’s hard to find anything to seek and all my work is done, I’m sitting in the sun singing to the one I don’t believe in.