to rest
while rest is required
sounds banal
which does not mean
it cannot be
anything but obvious
accessibility
living in a reality
which does not seem to be
accessible to anyone else
can be lived
as either a curse
or
a blessing
once the condition of
living in a reality
which does not seem to be
accessible to anyone else
is accepted
as the outset
unkind
the fear of being condemned as
irresponsible
or unkind
might be
an underlying motivation
for many behaviours
without even the shadow of virtue
written into it
having nothing to do
with neither responsibility
nor kindness
suddenly
when life is too painful
and make sense
no more
a different kind of sense
emerge
to numb the pain
and everything seems suddenly
out of reach
brokenness
approaching the core of
the illusion of kindness
is just as painfully confusing
as the grace of loving light
finally falling into the heart
is healing clarity
for its brokenness
culpability
clinging to culpability
is depriving ourselves
of grace
while recognising our fault
an opening towards
mercy
turning point
reaching the turning point
where escape is no longer
an option
where running from fear
is no longer ruling
neither mind
nor body
where submission to old wounds
is no longer compulsory
where love is flowing free
like a river
and every act
an act of prayer
underneath
letting go
of old pain
can feel so painful
that one would rather
hold on to it
while underneath the release
forgiveness is waiting
with wide open arms
to receive life
in a soft and tender embrace
time has come
when a destructive kind of
continuity
is broken
time has come
to mend
what was never disrupted
only overshadowed by
a destructive kind of
continuity
whole
wholeness
in a shield of light
closing around
a fractured life