Author: nanna

mist

heavy, dense, wonderful, mysterious

mist

veiling the pain and the suffering

veiling the light and the joy

opening inwards

for a personal choice

to be busy

being right

according to ones convictions

is a project in itself

but nothing can be right

without presence

nothing seems to change

the darkness grow darker

the anxiety grows more anxious

reaching out for help

only to receive

further complications

the only change might be

the capability to express

that everything is still

the same

going under

and falling apart

are not the highest estimated

experiences

but they might be of greater value

than most people expect

diving deep into the mystery of sadness

is proportionally expanding

the mystery of joy

not to be mistaken by

satisfaction

reaching the end

of what is humanly possible

is not to be considered

a failure

just and observation of

where the limit is drawn

respecting ones limits

is the beginning of

love

holding back tears

does not mean

that one is not crying

to accept

that everything is

as it should be

when nothing is

as one had expected it to be

is a challenge

shaping the mind into living

in gratitude

also what it is not capable

to grasp

to convince oneself

that somebody else is being

responsible for ones suffering

is indeed a way

to stay

in the illusion of innocence

but not necessarily

a way to joy

this does not mean

that the very same somebody

cannot have caused the suffering

only that joy is to be found

somewhere beyond

misty dawn

bringing what had been

considered

long forgotten memories

to the mind

memories of dreams

lost

in the effort

to be righteous

dreams somehow still claiming

their right

to be

had the moon not already set

had it been covered

by layers of dense mist

had the words not already been said

had they been covered

by layers of mystery

now

that the moon has set

and what was never to be mentioned

been said out loud

is an opportune time

to pray