​
​From eyes, from ears.
​But mostly from the mind.
​I am not on the battlefield
​day by day.
​
​I am in a world of moments.
​Of quiet dreams and
​a tiny gentleness.
​A servant to my inner spirit.
​
​That sees the world as it is.
​Sometimes blazing up
​and sometimes meek and mild.
​But never wishing
to be anywhere else.