soft silent
simple rain
healing old wounds
while nourishing what is
to come
a farewell to certain
a birthday
for some
priceless
staying silent long enough
to hear the soundless
can be a real challenge
the reward being priceless
does not make any of it
more accessible
yet
worth the trouble
mystical
finding home
after a lifetime
in exile
is a mystical experience
in its own way
late summer
a long
soft
tender
sunrise
accompanying
a long
soft
tender
morning
of what could be
a beautiful
late summer day
reality check
when a dream
reflecting the circumstances
is perceived as a nightmare
it is time for a
reality check
remains
morning mists
after a night
of thunder
and rain
only to reveal
that some hidden glory
always remain
burning
burning out
is not a choice
but a simple consequence
of inappropriate choices
of overhearing what is already burning
in order to lit
what is quenched
only to find a body
covered
by burns
in an open wound
only time
can heal
outcome
perhaps
one single word
can change the outcome
at least
one single word
can change the perception of
what is not visible
to the bare
eye
glorious sunshine
or not
unnoticeable
a soft sunrise
perfectly worthy of
a new moon
marking an in many ways
otherwise completely unnoticeable
shift
from one dimension
to another
at some point
losing memory
might be a consequence
of having carried
for too long
more pain
than the brain
could assimilate
spending our lives
avoiding parts of our memory
is a more important effort
than one might consider
and at some point
the body simply
gives in
that point might be
where healing begin