flexibility
not as an exercise
to flex away from oneself
but to flex even deeper towards
the essence of
love
feeble
a lazy moon
behind veils of clouds
softening its shine
while fear is running through the veins
back to the heart
leaving the whole body
feeble
and the heart pondering worries
there seems to be
no other way through
than to stick it out
only to discover
a different dimension of the body’s strength
and a different degree of courage
triumph
trees are standing
in their almost naked structure
triumphing in the cold
showing the spine of their beauty
without guilt
nor shame
nor secrets
nor lies
just naked beauty
in the cold
time
mist is covering the world
opening mysterious ways
in the mind
to places which cannot be reached
by full daylight
nor found in the dark
embracing time
by giving things the time
things need
gives in the end
time for everything
silver moon
silver light
sleeplessness
bitter dreams
and glorious sunrises
somewhere in between
all of that
a lost soul seem
to have come
home
all sorts of
worries
invading
what was supposed to be
a peaceful moment
in a peaceful space
all sorts of worries
with all sorts of shadows
only powerful because
never truly heard
in the race
to avoid them
tenses
darkness is closing in
and cold with it
yet
one single bird
still seems to be singing
telling stories of past glories
announcing glories
to come
or praising the moment
depending on the ear
listening
sips
beauty
sheer beauty
to be swallowed
in sips
with soft silence
and gratitude
feast
flattering full moon
fabulous feast
may the souls
of our forebears
find peace with the life
they were given
surprise
dead leaves
covering the earth
with gold
it can sometimes be
surprising
to face
the reality of the world