when reality is being
stripped naked
it might be time to act
accordingly
if only
if only the world
was different
everything would be
good
if only life
was different
everyone would be
happy
though life is life
and the world is the world
just as it is
as we are all
just who we are
ease
ease as an invitation
to leave behind the state of survival
ease as an invitation
to act deeper
ease as an invitation
to carry responsibility
no longer as a burden
but a grace
accurate
being able to see clearly
what used to be covered in mists
is not always comfortable at first
though it allows the navigation of life
to be more accurate
and truthfulness to be closer at hand
today
golden morning light
illuminating the landscape
while the body is sore
reminding how there is always
a balance to be found
since what was the perfect balance yesterday
might not be the same
today
natural
being able to trust
that what could look
like a complete repetition of
old patterns
is in the contrary
a whole new beginning
is at some level so natural
that it almost feels suspicious
spot
awakening into grey
with a small spot of rose pale
somewhere in the horizon
announcing the break of the day
opening the mind towards the words
come what may
trying
trying to understand
what is not to be understood
but to be lived
is nothing but
an act of fear
trying to live
what is not to be lived
but to be understood
is nothing but
an act of fear
observing who we are
and describing what we observe
might be an act of love
both
to receive is certainly
a delicate art
simple as a sunrise
complicated as a storm
and yet indeed
as natural as both
devoted
freedom as a silent
subtle sensation
running just below the skin
joy as a silent
symphony of sounds
filling the heart
from inside
being devoted might not be
the same
as being dutiful
though it can sometimes be
mistaken