gusts of wind
whirling over the landscape
revealing its nakedness
even more
by bringing down
rigidities
which were never meant
to stand
exercising
trusting
can be a difficult exercise
for a heart
which has grown used
never to do so
accepting ones fate can
on the other hand
be perceived
as a miracle
instability
quivering nerves
is a fragile ground to walk on
it is in certain ways
no ground at all
since quivering nerves opens
unpredictably
into black holes
where everything is being absorbed
into nothing
and no one will be able to observe
it ever was
except
the one
who survives
over and over again
these passages of the void
with the experience burned into the memory
and with no ability to forget
rain or not
frost
a thin moon
behind the naked trees
naked stars
on a cold sky
cold frost
covering the ground
and the sun still rises
snow
a moment of white
silent soft winter white
not long
but just enough
to bring to the soul
a moment of peace
a glimpse of soft
silent
innocence
consideration
grace
covering the naked landscape
revealing like frost
textures and details
which disappears in the indifference of grey humidity
memories surfacing
from out of nowhere
asking to be considered
with the consideration they had been lacking
for too many years
asking to be delivered
perhaps even
forgotten
acceptance
dark humidity
deep sleep
long sleep
recuperating sleep
transformative sleep
peaceful sleep
constancy
soft light falling
silently into the dark
while winds are whirling
all sorts of memories
in the night
carrying away
what was never meant
to stay
useful
excelling
is mastering
mastering is confidence
confidence is peace
peace is joy
nothing to do
with being useful
flourish
wind is blowing the cold away
blowing away everything
that is not essential
leaving the naked structure of the soul
fully exposed
and yet somehow protected
by the state of hibernation
where nothing is meant
to flourish