being prevented
from loving
is about
the saddest circumstances
to live under
and being sad
while this is
what happens
both natural
and sane
grids
beginning to observe
the underlying grid
of desire
running
in every direction
learning to be rooted in desire
without being ruled by it
learning to obey
the superposed grid
of love
wandering
being hold
in a tender
caring
firm
loving hand
might be more of a freedom
than to wander
behind
our desires
placed
when responsibility
is placed
where it belongs
and we no longer try
to accomplish
tasks
which are not ours
a quiet peace
arise
more than we can
beginning to grasp
that
no one can be
in balance
while trying to do
more than we can
being wrong
walking towards
a just as tender
as golden
sunrise
where
the sensations of
being wrong
is gently removed
layer by layer
gloom
when the gloom
is threatening
as a dark cloud
above
the compassionate light
of mercy
the path of truth
might unfold
discretely
below
our feet
momentum
finally to grasp
that
the urge to live
is nothing to be
ashamed of
rather to cherish
and treasure
as this very urge
to live
is also the momentum
rising
beyond death
a kind word
soft sunrise
golden light
sweet silence
and a kind word
as the realm of mercy
gently
opens
inside
marrow
when the fatigue reaches
the marrow of
our bones
it most probably means
we are trying to carry
what no person was ever meant
to bear
projecting into our surroundings
the basic needs
we have come to believe
ourselves
unworthy of