stones

running into

a wall

while the hope

every stone

had been turned

had flourished

for a while

is not the end

of the world

though

for a moment

i can feel

like it

subjugating

being able to share

the glory of

what we are given

rather than

spending all our strength

trying to subjugate it

is such a relief

that it can feel like

losing balance

sound

open windows

letting in

smells of summer

subjugated sadness

secluded solitude

and sound surrender

but

when saying no

is no longer about

saying no

but

about saying yes

to something else

another door to freedom

through righteousness

is pushed

open

inauguration

when trying to impress

is being

interchanged with

being who we are

reality emerges

and freedom is

inaugurated

gross

what a stunning experience

to observe

the dissolution of

an illusion

reaching

the gross layers

of the body

disappointing

reaching the end

of an illusion

one has spent

every breath

trying to prove

true

can feel all the more

disappointing

that it is

emancipating

so far

carrying light

into darkness

is

what love

can do

illuminating all the beauty

no one had dared

to believe in

so far

wrongdoing

sometimes

all which is needed

is

a different view

upon

what we do

in order to change

what seemed to be

a waste of time

into

precious presence

what seemed to be wrongdoing

into

virtue

rose

a cloud of

a soft

golden colour

of rose

illuminated by the rising sun

drifting over a landscape

being the same

and yet

so very different