In my hands I am holding a silver-golden bag.
Inside I have hidden a gift from God,
which He gave me some time ago.
There is wisdom, humility, respect
and no doubt.
Therefore I am not letting it out of my hands,
and I’m guarding it with care.
I went for a walk with my bag.
When I sat on the rim of a fountain,
I wanted to share my God’s gift
with the others.
But nobody wanted to stop.
People were hurrying on their way
and didn’t care for heavenly gifts.
Because many of them think that life is a fight,
a race with the crowd.
They must keep up with other runners.
And the gift from God?
It stayed with me, hidden in my bag.
And though I wanted to let it out to the world,
it was disdained.
