Give me three words

Last weekend I met a poet with his typewriter in a small outdoor market.

He had a sign saying 'Give me three words'

I gave him my three words: outdoor, mystic and love.

When I came back ten minutes later he had written this poem for me:

there is always more

to discover

outdoor

inside life quickly

becomes a bore

so go out there

and search for

the mystic

that can shake you to the core

feel the love

in the air

when the sun shines bright above

when the wind blows in your hair

and be aware:

you are alive!

dare

poem by Dan K. Sigurd - www.dan-k-sigurd.de

Photo by David Klein on Unsplash