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grace
covering the naked landscape
revealing like frost
textures and details
which disappears in the indifference of grey humidity
memories surfacing
from out of nowhere
asking to be considered
with the consideration they had been lacking
for too many years
asking to be delivered
perhaps even
forgotten
dark humidity
deep sleep
long sleep
recuperating sleep
transformative sleep
peaceful sleep
soft light falling
silently into the dark
while winds are whirling
all sorts of memories
in the night
carrying away
what was never meant
to stay
excelling
is mastering
mastering is confidence
confidence is peace
peace is joy
nothing to do
with being useful
wind is blowing the cold away
blowing away everything
that is not essential
leaving the naked structure of the soul
fully exposed
and yet somehow protected
by the state of hibernation
where nothing is meant
to flourish
there is a contemplative peace
to be found
in the winter naked forest
the majesty of the trunks
quietly awaiting a new season
without a shadow of haste about their appearance
deeply rooted in the awareness
of their own dignity
letting go of our intimate convictions
so intimate that we are not even aware
of having them
is moulting
into ones true self
winter is here
with the urge to lie still
and let the invisible take shape inside
for new life to unfold
when light returns
lies are an unstable fundament
to live on
for whatever reason
they have become so
there are as many ways
to tell a lie
as there are ways to speak the truth
somewhere down the line
is a choice
the cold is not in any way
frightening the moon
shining bright above the pine
on a dark winter sky
it is just a passage
is what it says
like so many others before
and so many others
to come