Author: nanna

representing everything

a person dread

can implicate

never truly being seen

for who we are

not being seen for who we truly are

might not be an explicit murder

though a soft killing

it can be

moving towards

eternity

feeling so

tenderly loved

so utmost vulnerable

and frail

all too aware

of all the wrongs

we have done

and yet so full of hope

for what is

to come

a sudden

unexpected opening

of all the locks

letting in

heaps of darkness

carrying

the boat of mercy

facing the dark

might be

what allow us

to shine in mercy

a nagging pain

just as undetectable as

omnipresent

running under the skin

resting over the mind

calling for care with a sound

covering everything

though not to be heard

a nagging pain

finally finding

repose

having a place

where forgiveness is

granted

when asked for

may sound obvious and trite

though

what a rejuvenating relief

vain activities

occupying the mind

while the moon is shifting

as snow is falling

in the last month of

autumn

a loving presence

gently allowing

the vain activities

to fall apart

leaving nothing but

peace

behind

observing the elements

transforming

from absolute quietude

into movement

subtle

yet real

so close

and yet so far

from

the perfect mirroring

of

absolute stillness

a suffocating dream

with a liberating message

in order to keep

the lines

of the perspective

straight

a sore body

with grounding heaviness

to nourish the roots

of the tree of life

ripples on

a quiet sea

after a night

where no movement disturbed

the mirroring surface of

the water

subtle sunrise

and a heron

flying low

to show

the perpetual grace

of creation

when grief is no longer

encapsulated

joy can spread its roots

in the precious mould

left behind

by the leaves of memory

falling from

the tree

of life

and the circle is

closed