Take into account that you are not old,
you children of humanity,
Know that the stars do not shine for you,
That the earth does not move for you,
Rigid senseless grasping people,
Release your grip on the world,
loosen the fingers of the hand,
that so tightly grips your heart and,
mind and soul.
You are not in control of life.
Standing stiff is no way to move in the rhythms and waves of this reality.
Nothing knows you unless you show yourself to them,
That loosened self- expanding from its collapsed position in your chest,
Cast of the hand that holds you and SHOW YOURSELF!
The rest of the world remains true, but not us.