If I were hungry I wouldn’t tell you because
The whole world and everything within it is mine.
The cattle of a thousand hills are mine as well.
It would seem that there’s no reason for me to tell
Anyone of my troubles. I’m doing just fine.
The angels are delighted. I hear their applause.
For the most part this day has turned out as it should.
I thank God and the universe and I believe
That tomorrow I’ll be happier than today.
That I wake up to my true self is what I pray.
I would love to remain in the mood to receive
Heaven’s blessings, and heaven knows for me what’s good.
There’s nothing in particular I’m asking for.
I just want a good night sleep. I have no concern
That I wish to have carried into tomorrow
Lest I reactivate some forgotten sorrow.
From heaven I came down and to there I return
With each segment of slumber even if I snore.
I am not the object nor its shadow. What I
Truly am is the light of the world and I can
Change the object and therefore cast a new shadow
On the earth. In so doing I’m able to grow.
I only wish that tomorrow is better than
Today is – this damned hot final day of July.
