being unable to express
ones limits
even more accept
not to mention knowing them
does not make one
a tolerant
even less a generous
person
it might be a weakness
which can become a strength
though only while recognised
for the weakness
it is
intervals
grasping
the softness
of an almost
midsummer morning
without losing the fleeting beauty
to greed for the everlasting
which can only be experienced
in glimpses
though
in glimpses with smaller
or longer intervals in between
the frequency of the intervals
being what specifies
bliss
bestow
the shift comes the more unnoticed
that it has been strived for
and suddenly
without truly understanding why
every act is embedded
in faith
where it used to be ruled
by fear
just as irrevocable as is
the shift
just as unusual is
the sensation of lightness
bestowed on everything
so far considered
unbearable
burst
a numb wave of anxiety
flooding every cell
of the body
bringing each and everyone
to burst
purifying tissues of old scars
and
healing hearts
and
summer sun
generously greeting
melodious melancholy
tenderly transforming
encrusted emotions
and
healing hearts
mention
savouring peace within
even when only
in glimpses barely tangible
is worth mentioning
inmost
mild summer rain
just enough
to wash away
the dust
leaving pearls of water
on every leaf
to wash away the fear
of knowing better
leaving pearls of wisdom
in the inmost heart
merely
one single mosquito
ruining the night
as a perfect mirror of
how one single person
can ruin a life
even without any such intention
merely out of ignorant suffering
patiently
taking fury
to the degree
where it transforms
into gratitude
means recognising fury
as such
and patiently let it purify
every layer
of our being
personality
reaching our essence
leaving behind
the personality
shaped by experiences
experienced
at a time
where the mind
was not yet able to
protect it
can be a wearisome work
though
what a grace
to observe
the soul
unfold
in its proper dimension