Author: nanna

peace unfolding from inside

opening towards

endless fountains of mercy

irrigating tissues of the heart

of the body

of the world

the call of an owl announces

gently and with every precaution requested

our entrance into

the darkest time

of the year

a time of

profound possibilities

silent stars

shining sumptuously

through the dark

softening strained sensations

as memories of the past

are being released from the spine

letting every vertebra unfold

into its proper size

subtle healing

of deep inner tensions

under a steady rain

and a whirling wind

while darkness close closer in

on the few hours of daylight

still shining

small steps

are also steps

carried on a soft wind

of peaceful encounters

bringing sweet dreams

and rest

experiencing peace

after a life of perpetual breakdowns

is something close to

miraculous

lightening our darkness

is in itself

an act of peace

being given the grace

to live life

in life’s own rhythm

is indeed a blessing

not to be scorned

dealing with undigested emotions

is in many ways

a perfect winter occupation

though

dealing with undigested emotions

is also a delicate matter

to be handled with care

generational wounds surfacing

like the mortal remains of an independent being

who has decided to stay around

as long

as necessary

for the original wound to heal

time is doing

what the moment cannot

and for every generation

the wound decreases

yet it does seem to be

the same lingering through the branches