hands

reaching the day

after which

nothing will ever be

the same again

the day where

obedience is placed

in the hands

of the one

who holds it

with mercy

sober

dreams

bringing to the surface

what was

hidden in the mind

a sophisticated blend

of

memories

combined with fear

of what is

to come

to be taken into account

without nourishment

only sober observation

disguising

rather losing dignity

than loosening control

could be the devise

of the dark side

of consciousness

disguising control

in what we consider

good deeds

does not make it less

control

and where control governs

no mercy is

to be found

regularity

regularity

can be the structure

which keeps the mind

afloat

yet there are minds

so structured

regularity might seem

superfluous

chiming

a soft bell

chiming gently

when wind is playing

with the pipes

a soft bell

chiming gently

when the heart is giving

in to peace

precisely

a peaceful morning

without

extraordinariness

which is precisely what makes it

extraordinary

a way not to miss

touching unworthiness

is inevitable

on the way

to salvation

handling it with care

and compassion

a way not to miss

the purpose

of mercy

while learning to receive

the spirit

boldness

sometimes

taking one single step

at a time

can involve

all the boldness

we are given

as while it seems

insignificant

it might be

a change of a habit

so deep

it seemed impossible to

uproot

at a time

steady rain

while stepping into

the unknown

confident

it is the way

to reach

home

without euphoria

nor despair

just one single step

at a time

under the rain

important

being given

for the first time

in life

to make

an important decision

without being in

affect

by a state of survival

without being in control

but leaning into trust

is a peace beyond

what words can

describe