awakening with the light
is indeed a simple pleasure
but not less profound
all the same

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awakening with the light
is indeed a simple pleasure
but not less profound
all the same
surprised to observe how discouragement
found its way in through the backdoor
how suddenly
this sensation
of being under water
surface
as out of the blue
while summer is knocking on the door
and everything is supposed to be
good
perhaps some sort of crystallised emotion
has been liberated somewhere in the body
perhaps the mind just need time adapting
to the mild breeze
of softness
when time is no longer running
but opening op in front
something has found a balance
when memory is no longer a minefield
but a treasure hunt
something has found its balance
when something has found its balance
joy begin to emerge
breathing in freedom
after having spent
a whole long life with anxiety
hanging above the head
is nothing less
than miraculous
tenderness
enveloping old scars
in soft light
not to push them open
but only
to remind about their presence
reminding that
repetition is not always a sin
but sometimes only a tender expression of
not yet entirely assimilated
wisdom
there is indeed
joy to be found
in every task
done
in its proper time
heavy rain
and thunder
tearing a part
the sky
opening into realities
that had so far been covered
by education
allowing what was taught to be wrong
to become
the sky falling open
into cloudburst
pouring the maximum of water
in the minimum of time
washing away human efforts
as were they worthless
useless
superficial
compared to a deeper balance
of life
the resonance of a word
can sometimes evoke
a feeling
opposite
to its meaning
procrastination can sometimes be
an awaiting of
the proper moment
for action to be
looking out
into the world
through clean windows
can be
revealing
the smell of blossoming irises
enrapturing
the sound of early birds
enchanting
the touch of soft skin
liberating
the taste of life itself
delivering