calling a reality
by its proper name
is liberating
while it is done
in its proper moment
every other moment might be
destruction
truth may also be
a matter of timing
birth
unfolding into
ones proper dimension
can never be
a sin
imprints
arrived at the border of
what is humanly possible
the choice to be carried out
is not necessarily obvious
but necessary
drastic changes of temperatures
are leaving dramatic imprints on nature
just as drastic changes are always leaving
dramatic imprints on body and mind
charity
just one little step
into the light of mercy
and the whole world looks
different
though nothing has changed
conception
being too much
is not a very pleasant thing
to be
being in
an erroneous understanding
of a situation
does not necessarily mean
that what is being done
is wrong
pattern
the revelation of a pattern
revealing
how repetition is occurring all the more
that we try to change
that we search to avoid
the pain
wounds
living by our wounds
is a delicate matter
not in any way
recommended
and yet so common
living with our wounds
might be a beginning of acceptance
to be raised from our wounds
is beyond
what any words can grasp
unusual
a shrill cry of a bird
sounding through the night
just before the break of dawn
not an unfamiliar bird
though not common either
but more than unusual
at this time
of the day
as if to announce
a more than unusual way
passion
beyond passion
is a state of grace
from where no harm can be
done
centred
leaning into light
where no one
can betray
no more