pervading

and then silently

after years of ceaseless fighting

peace pervades

like the smiling face of a loving mother

bending down

to take up her disastrous child

intense

being intense

is not necessarily

a choice

though something which can

be regulated

in order to intensify

what can bear it

and leave superficial

what was never meant to be

anything else

initiative

when every initiative

is crumbling

time might have come

to lean back

and receive

fruits

searching for signs

in the wilderness

while fighting against

phantoms of fear

might bear less fruit

than keeping still

and let peace reveal

what is

ability

tensions of unease running

under the skin

while the mind is trying to

convince

itself how all is good

confusing the

ability to gain awareness

by the immutable

all shall be good

while nothing can be good

where truth

is denied

devotion

cleansing profound layers

of fear

is a subtle work

asking for deep care

what seems to be

endless amounts of time

and undivided devotion

aim

when stagnated emotions

are suddenly brought

into movement

all sorts of perceptions

might come to the surface

and confuse

where clarity was the aim

only to let

insight gain

wilderness

when doubt turn into despair

and despair is growing wild

peace turns into wilderness

of a kind

where the soul is no longer

given to shine

anywhere

when carrying others burden

becomes the purpose of life

we end up being able to carry

nothing at all

while joy is all

we were ever asked

to carry

anywhere