Sometimes
love comes knocking
On
your door
But
you don't recognize her face
Locked
up in suspicion
And
disbelief
You
have known for such a long time
And
love shrugs her shoulders
And
goes on
Doing
her thing some other place
Like
water flowing through a split
Blowing
through the trees
Rising
in the rooster's voice
Calling
you
Wake
up, it's now
And
you sit back
Relaxing
in the moment
Emptying
your mind
From
any thought
As
the sweet apricot
Melts
in your mouth