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when expectations are

overshadowing the moment

it might be difficult to see

what is already there

cleansing of

an irrigation channel

having been obstructed

for a long while

changes everything

and nothing

at a time

when vulnerability is no longer

a minefield of hurt

the heightened state

of its sensitivity

can finally begin

to unfold

in the solemn balance

between light and dark

where day and night

are equal

the rain might carry

mercy

and mercy peace

being perfect

is not worth striving for

rather a mercy

we are given

while everything falls

into its proper place

carrying the past

in order to avoid

future pain

is just like escaping into the future

in order to avoid the past

preventing the present from

unfolding

no words are to be found

while the wind is stirring

the waters

and transparency temporarily gone

insisting might be nothing but

a waste of time

stirring up the waters

and all clarity seems gone

though only to

let new facets become

visible

once the opacity has done

what it was there

to perform

no longer focusing

on the hurt

but on the healing

life is suddenly opening

where it seemed to be

closing

though

without focusing on the hurt

in the outset

that pass could not have been

reached

when the urge to dissociate

is replaced

by the awareness of

belonging

peace can begin

to settle