a nightbird
calling for
intimacy
through the dark
not necessarily aware of
its doings
just following
an instinct
to survive
miscellaneous
being forgiven
something
one
by miscellaneous reasons
was not truly
responsible for
while having carried on
the guilt
without being truly
aware
is a marvellous blessing
a precious grace to receive
coming home
do not be afraid
when the joy of being
invisible
takes over the fear of being
revealed
there is indeed
nothing to be
afraid of
option
when staying on the surface
is
not an option
at some point
a certain kind of
indifference
is
crucial
for transcendence
to occur
doubtlessly
doubtlessly wind
is leaving
ripples on the surface
of the water
though
wind is also
bringing movements
into stagnated thoughts
pushing away clouds
which are in their turn
veiling the sky
until golden morning light
anew
enfolds the world in glory
blur
unease
running under the skin
nothing dramatic
though
even slight ripples
on the surface of the water
is enough
for the mirror
to blur
until stillness
returns
in silence
staying
in silence
long enough
for the sound
to dawn
autumnal
golden light
on an autumnal forest
and quiet water
reflecting the glory
without any distortion
to disturb the transmission of
magnificence
undisturbed
dawn breaking into day
in golden colours
with the wind holding its breath
for the birth
of beauty
to be
undisturbed
taught
being taught
a certain set
of values
while
being treated
contrary
embed in the mind
a distance from
reality
building the bridge
to what is real
can take
lifetimes
and generations
where every step is precious