The Forest Prayer

Sat down there in the forest..

Where the birds sang their love songs..

With the nice cool air so fresh..

And the tree trunks so strong..

Leaned to it and played my melodica,

My favorite "The Sweetheart Tree"

Left everything, Incha Allah

Whatever He wanted it to be..

Looking up high I couldn't see the sky..

But the leaves so brightly green..

And I could not even see my mind..

Confused, that was what I must have been..

The more I wanted, the more difficult to get..

The harder I tried, the faster it fled

"Tell me, dear peaceful forest..

Should I leave my feeling to the fate?

Should I start to stop the fire..

With the bright warm light that's hurting..?

But without my heart burning desire..

How I can feel the sweetness following ?"

"Incha Allah", I kept whispering

"Whatever He wants it to be.."

I know what I should have been doing

But how??? Whoever can tell me..

23/07/94

Incha Allah = As God's wish (Muslim)

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