Drifting Toward Bolli’s Lake
I drift within the water—
whenever I wish, wherever I wish, I go—
with me sails my little boat.
The wind fills the air, my heart races—
whenever I wish, wherever I wish, I wander—
with my body goes my tiny soul.
Boundless, endless is the path—
whichever way I wish, wherever I wish, I flow—
to Bolli’s Lake, there I find my peace, my union.
