being treated as
a helpless child
where
a faith both deep and sincere
is guiding every step
is softly undermining
the sublime
transforming light
into heaviness
weighing even further down
what could have been
lifted up into grace
palpable
retrieving sensitivity
where numbness had reigned
is a delicate matter
all the more subtle
that it is palpable
engaging bridges
which had so far bin
impracticable
crossing rivers
which had so far bin
impassable
opening towards
a whole new world
and let it in
torn
torn between
what is raw and primal
and
what is sacred and sublime
all too aware
that keeping the powers separated
only engenders suffering and chaos
yet unable to find
the link
which bridge them together
and allow
life to flow
incessantly
for harmony to grow
several
there are
indeed
several kinds of knowledge
not one
more true
than the other
but all opening
towards
truth
the secret is to nourish
the one which naturally flourish
and let it bear
its fruits
submerged
a sudden powerlessness
in front of the hidden power
lying dormant
in all there is
submerged
and overwhelmed by the helplessness
of vulnerability
all too aware
it is right there
in the core of our vulnerability
power is to be found
distressing
receiving what is already there
also means
receiving with an open and generous
heart and mind
what we would not necessarily
have chosen
embracing wholeheartedly
what we might consider
distressing
to let it find
the proper place
from where peace emanates
imbued
being able to receive
what is already there
and let it bear
fruit
to care
so deeply
that grace is imbued
dove
receiving a letter
full of dots
bursting with peace
and words
overflowing with love
as the tangible manifestation of
a precious dove
coming from above
miserable
feeling miserable
is not a crime
just an expression
that something needs to be
tended
most probably something else
than what we ourselves
had decided to be
important
permeating
being able to appreciate
what we are given
is about the most gracious gift
to receive
and being given the ability to accept it
a grace
allowing the otherworld
to permeate
into what can sometimes feel like
an awful mess