Vanish

The skies don’t entice me anymore

The trees don’t impress me anymore

The wind doesn’t care for me anymore

And the seas don’t call out to me anymore; they used to, but not anymore, not anymore…

It is not the universe, not the soil, not anyone, not you, but me…

I am the problem and the problem is me

Whisper the name of the person who can solve the problem in me –

Because it is written in the winds and in every stone, that I am the problem and the problem is me…