Please Kenshi, come to me,
Enlighten my soul with your presence.
When in darkness I can not see,
But I know joy is your true essence.

I am at peace when you are here,
Happiness is all around.
The foggy sky will ever be clear,
When my beloved Kenshi is now found.

I think it ain't the real name. Kenshi I mean. Maybe it is Kansha or something similar. It is a Japanese or Chinese (oriental) term for a quick moment of total inner peace and happiness. It might last but a mere couple of seconds, but to me it is one of the most powerful experiences there is. If life could be like that, it would be the most wonderful thing ever. Imagine the moment you hear that the girl you have always loved loves you too, win the lottery, find a cure for AIDS, and help a kid find his lost doll, all at the same time. That plus more is the feeling Kenshi brings.

So now I am out on a quest to find Kenshi. Maybe I will be able to experience it more often. The better I feel, the more moments of Kenshi I experience. Though the most powerful Kenshi I had so far, which lasted for more than a hour, was at one of my deepest downs.

What I find interesting that half of my moments of Kenshi come when I am riding my bike. Being in the open with the wind in your hair must be a trigger for it or something like that. Maybe I should go out and cruise around more. I wish I could save that feeling of Kenshi, bottle it, and use it when I really need it. Maybe one day I can capture a fragment of it in words. I am looking forward to that day.