Who cares ...

Proverbs 16:3 New King James Version (NKJV)

3 Commit your works to the Lord,
And your thoughts will be established.

 

Who cares?

 

Am I here to pen a thought? A word or two from somewhere

Deep inside still emptiness - A floating mist rolling there

The mind still hiding in some rest – A time for the Spirit to be free

For when the mind returns full speed – tranquility will disappear

 

Hand me out a certain way – to recognize where I have been

What I found when I explored – the things that are seldom seen

Communicate what is not clear – can hardly be understood

Although it may be very dear – to heart and soul for my good

 

A treasure is what one knows – even though of no interest to others

Why should I even try to explain – to others who don’t even bother?

 

Jan Wienen

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My country

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