just one little step
into the light of mercy
and the whole world looks
different
though nothing has changed
conception
being too much
is not a very pleasant thing
to be
being in
an erroneous understanding
of a situation
does not necessarily mean
that what is being done
is wrong
pattern
the revelation of a pattern
revealing
how repetition is occurring all the more
that we try to change
that we search to avoid
the pain
wounds
living by our wounds
is a delicate matter
not in any way
recommended
and yet so common
living with our wounds
might be a beginning of acceptance
to be raised from our wounds
is beyond
what any words can grasp
unusual
a shrill cry of a bird
sounding through the night
just before the break of dawn
not an unfamiliar bird
though not common either
but more than unusual
at this time
of the day
as if to announce
a more than unusual way
passion
beyond passion
is a state of grace
from where no harm can be
done
centred
leaning into light
where no one
can betray
no more
relinquish
such subtle sunrise
opposite a silent setting moon
slow surrender
into the state
of receptivity
circles
awakening out of disturbing dreams
losing every shadow of rest
to confusing memories
occupying the mind
in circles
while the sun rises
in marvellous colours
and soft tenderness
into another beautiful day
fabulously
having no one
with whom to share
intimacy
whether it be
in words
or in deeds
is fabulously
debilitating