being no one’s trouble
is a troublesome life

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being no one’s trouble
is a troublesome life
the idea of being
insufficient
is a heavy yoke
to carry
the more
that it is most probably
an idea
carried down through
generations
a thin layer of
mysterious mist
covering
the world
a mysterious veil covering
what the world is not yet prepared
to uncover
there is a time for everything
a time for endings
and a time for beginnings
too
leaving behind
what is no longer
appropriate
as crucial as it might have been
to reach the present
may be considered as
leaving behind
an outgrown gown
being able to sense
after a life in numbness
is a whole new world
to discover
being a butterfly
in winter
can in certain moments be
both lonely
and sad
but what a marvel
when light return
and the temperature is anew
a standing invitation
to unfold the wings
a soft crescent
of the moon
behind a thin layer
of clouds
a bird’s song
while darkness is
at its darkest
a quiet rain
of blessings
walking under the rain
can be
tremendously liberating
carrying a lost soul towards
reconciliation
to let peace rain
in the heart
to be born
a little
every day
while everything about our tangible presence
is dying off
a little
every day
is in itself
a wonder