simple gratitude
and grateful simplicity
woven in golden threads
into a fabric of fears
gently but surely
transforming
heaviness
and tears

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simple gratitude
and grateful simplicity
woven in golden threads
into a fabric of fears
gently but surely
transforming
heaviness
and tears
it might be
that
the world
so longed for
so desperately searched for
so eagerly wished
to be recognised by
is indeed
the illusion
separating from
reality
when love engenders
meaning and purpose
meaning and purpose
engenders love
and a circle of abundance
is closed
there is a burden for
each and everyone
no reason to carry more
nor less
than what we are given
and what we are given
is only given us
in order to learn
how
to let go
pouring rain
softly reminding
how it is when
we accept
our weakness
we grow strong
feeling peace
unexplained
and unexplainable
as a fragrance filling the air
all too aware
it will vanish
just as unexplained
and unexplainable
as it occurred
hearing
over and over again
that life would be perfect
had one not been
who one is
is twisting
the faculty of hearing itself
being abandoned
over and over again
leaves a track in the mind
making it almost impossible
to consider
anything else
possible
…
almost
being given
to remove
the obstacle
which has twisted every perspective
as it was embedded
in the eye itself
is a difficult and delicate operation
where only subtle awareness
can proceed
it is when we refuse
to care for ourselves
that we become
selfish