anticipation
for the unknown
as a guideline
into joy
delicacy
silence can be a way
to bypass
hypocrisy
to avoid dissimulation
to keep the lies
at bay
silence can be
the delicate answer
to an impossible question
and suddenly the cry of an owl
might tear the depths of the night
open
for light to shine bright
mushrooms
golden light
falling low
illuminating areas of the underwood
where sun has not been able to penetrate
all through the summer
mushrooms are still to be found
despite the drought
but only for the initiated
whose patience has proved valuable
through other means
long ago
not everything is available
for everyone
but something is available
for everybody
goodbye
leaving behind
is a graceful act
of forgiveness
but leaving behind is not possible until
peace has been made
with every detail of what happened
though once it is done
and the past is being left
with the past
nothing can ever again
push those old wounds open
and that is where
freedom begins
angel
a sole bird is singing
celebration
in the night
as if it knew
today is a special day
where an angel was born
to bring light
admission
crossing the threshold
to the cathedral of the soul
for the first time
in full consciousness
is indeed
a deed
of mystical dimension
no man’s land
being judgmental
does note only concern
the others
even if one tend to believe
it is the others
one judge
being judgmental
builds a wall of loneliness
around the heart
a no man’s land
where nothing can grow
nothing penetrate
and the one who is suffering the most
is the one who is being
judgmental
parallel
there is something eternally peaceful
in waking up with dawn
this perfect parallel
between the dawn of light
and the dawn of personal consciousness
stating
there is a balance to be found
in every life
where everything is
in its proper place
and in that proper place
nothing but peace
prevails
out of sight
stars can seem so miraculous when they appear
after nights and nights of rain
just as love can seem so miraculous
after years of years of lonesomeness
yet
neither love
nor the stars
were ever absent
just being
out of sight
regenerating
what a wonder
sleep can be
regenerating a heart
in every dimension
for hope to find its way back
into the core of every cell
of the being