WHAT´S ANOTHER YEAR

A year has passed in the time of men

Days, weeks and seconds in a row

Nothing has happened, but I can´t predend

Some things took place, which i do not know

This year has been so strange to me

so seemingly filled with nothing

But there are facts I cannot flee

When I hear and sense those fragile wings

From my own centered point of view

I did definatly nothing this year

But still I vitness that something new

has occured, and <i did not shed ONE tear

No poems done, no greater dead performed in any way

No meetings done, no service made, or even kindness shown

No taking part in this or that, no showing what I may

No giving out or taking, from most of what may be known

Just silence in my heart, a stillness in my mind

Calmest  lake with petals from the Lotusflower

No terror hauntings of my soul. No wish could I find

I did no actions good or bad, but still I found new power

So many things was brought up to face the brilliant light

in the years that passed befor, I guess I know that now

that a year of nothingness and emptiness was natural, in it´s own might

So, I look back with Gratitude to a Year that gave me

something, somewhere, somehow

by

Her royal highness Queen Vic Of Naught

in the Year of men, said to be 2008 on the

8th day of June