a subtle breath
carrying
attention
to every corner of
a sore body
softly healing
the densest layers
of a being
for the soul to shine
and freedom to reign
girl
and in the world of wonders
the wind whispers
drying
the leaves
after the rain
while the moon
is wandering
across the sky
and a silent bird
is flying high
since the little girl
has stopped to cry
world of wonders
drifting on
a golden cloud
after the crossing of
a valley of tears
can be
entering a world
of wonders
consolidating
when the feeling of
having
nothing to give
is being nourished by
the conviction that
what we are given
to give
is unworthy
it is impossible to
consolidate
our base
until the day arises where
it is time to let go of
the feeling of
having
nothing to give
process
learning to care
can be
a lifelong process
learning to love
life prolonging
inevitably
not being able to
return
what we are given
can be like holding back
breath
inevitably
some kind of unbalance
will settle
drawing the attention towards
what is in need
of affection
covering
soft tenderness
covering the world
while
wounds are healing
as love settles
in
corresponding
there are many ways
to leave
everything
what matters is
to find the one
corresponding to the truth
we carry
within
rebuking
the delicate nuance
between
weighing our words
and measuring
what we say
is what allows
to rebuke
the darkness
rather than to criticise
the light
breaking down
breaking down
pride
can be
a tender
relief
opening the door
to humility