being trapped in an emotion
is a perilous place
to linger
all the more
that being trapped means
we depend
on someone
or something
to liberate us
naught
it can be important
to observe
when there is no buoyancy
in the mind
since even the brightest thought
can drown under such circumstances
which does not mean
creativity is naught
only
that there is no buoyancy
in the mind
at this certain stage
of life
leaving aside
having the courage
to do
only
what is
to be done
leaving aside everything
which is done
to satisfy
expectations
or imaginations
about
what is necessary
to become
who we want to be
rather than just being
who we are
rubble
when the inner structure crumbles
and the inner structure
is all
one
has
to rely on
it is but normal
that life is put on hold
until the sacred has come to the surface again
under the rubble
experience of wonder
befriending death
can be
an experience of wonder
where
fear no longer
rules
discerning
discerning what might be
our proper needs
nothing to do with
expectations
nor
imaginations of
who we would like
to be
is like opening
a treasure
causing
when a heart has been told
over and over again
that
loving is sinful
it ends up closed
causing the current to find
its own ways
of expression
though barely aligned
with truth
flooding
and then shame
finally shame
heaps of shame
flooding every corner of
the being
nowhere to escape
nowhere to hide
nowhere to find
respite
just shame
to be faced
acknowledged
and recognised as such
as shame only thrives
where love is lacking
fake
when the force to fake
is running out
a whole world is indeed
falling a part
yet
behind that veil
of ignorance
and pretentiousness
is a marvel to be found
stark
awakening from a state
full of meaning and sense
joy and happiness
into a reality
deprived of purpose
is such a stark contrast
that the grip is loosening
and the narrative
which used to hold everything together
is lost