fellowship

patience can be

a difficult fellow

to hang out with

the more

that what is being waited for

is the sun

though the beauty of the flowering trees

are being given the grace

to endure longer

than ever

patience can still be

a difficult fellow

to hang out with

oversea

abundance can be

overwhelming to receive

unusual to navigate in

as an unexpected sea of happiness

opening up in front

highlight

what a golden sunrise can do

to a devastated landscape

whether it be

emotional

or tangible

spreading healing light over the wounds

highlighting the power

of beauty

reverence

the silent beauty

in the wonder of

an unfolding flower

slowed down by cold

permitting

every moment of appearance

to be revered

as the pale reflection in the wonder of

an unfolding soul

rainbow

building bridge

between what was

and what is

to come

dissolving patterns to prevent

that was is

to come

will just be

a different variation of

what was

rainbows always help

respiration

waves of air

running through the system

endlessly

celebrating life

in the most unnoticed manner

yet celebrating

worshipping

accomplishing

by every breath taken

life itself

expiration

breathing

is such a natural thing

taken for granted

most of the time

as so many marvels in life

are taken for granted

just because

they interfere beyond consciousness

not only marvels are taken for granted

the uncured wounds are often being the same

considered a condition

which cannot be different

just because it has been there

for so long

breathing out

and letting go

of all which is taken for granted

is much less simple

than what it sounds

and yet

it is perhaps just how simple

life can be

inspiration

inspired

is in certain ways

a relentless state to be in

the permanent discernment

of what is

and is not

to be shared

the simultaneous translation

between the inspiration

and the expression

the endless breath

of grace

lightning

a rainbow

and a thunderstorm

a past being brought to the surface

by dreams

so close to the conscious mind

it feels tangible in the moment

of awakening

like a lightning illuminating

parts of the memory

which had for a long while been left

unnoticed

unknown

soft silent

falling rain

cooling the air

nourishing the soil

preparing for the unknown

to unfold