look

a subtle smile

a change of look in the eye

while a different kind of solitude

arrive

a solitude of peace

and solemn delight

summarise

soft silence

under a steady falling rain

soundless thoughts

slowly summarised

into pearls of wisdom

surgery

honesty

is a matter

to be handled

with both mercy

and forgiveness

though

while handled in that manner

it might cut into hidden wounds

with surgical precision

of endless care

gate

anxious full moon

holding dear

every detail

of a silver night

to be treasured

in every detail

as a wide open gate

of insight

glorious

a shadow of sadness

on a glorious morning

only to emphasise the span

of glory itself

steady

soft mist

covering the landscape

preparing the mind gently

for a revelation of the kind

which needs steady tenderness

for the awareness to grasp

every detail of

its insight

answering

answering the call

is letting go

of everything

which hold us back

in pain

as in pleasure

piety

wrath mounting to the surface

in deepfelt indignation

over lack of respect

though nothing of the sort

is to be expected

where the sacred is not held

in reverence

only faked piety

in the place of fear

anything

where suffering rules

no more

what emerge

is more

than anything

of gratitude

and grace