beyond passion
is a state of grace
from where no harm can be
done
centred
leaning into light
where no one
can betray
no more
relinquish
such subtle sunrise
opposite a silent setting moon
slow surrender
into the state
of receptivity
circles
awakening out of disturbing dreams
losing every shadow of rest
to confusing memories
occupying the mind
in circles
while the sun rises
in marvellous colours
and soft tenderness
into another beautiful day
fabulously
having no one
with whom to share
intimacy
whether it be
in words
or in deeds
is fabulously
debilitating
floodlight
a night of broken sleep
falling a part
under a full moon
flooding light
everywhere
especially the darkest corners
of the mind
anywhere else
the nothing spectacular
about a particular sunrise
is no reason to be
ahead
or behind
nor anywhere else
than in this proper moment
where light breaks
into dawn
nagging
begging for love
is a rather humiliating situation to be in
the more
when the mind does not know
how to be
any different
leaving the beggar
in a sort of constantly nagging pain
nagging about
being a beggar
nagging about
not being able to be
any different
while life
goes one
naivety
silent dripping
nourishing rain
washing away
the innocence
of a childish mind
order
changing the order of things
can sometimes be
enough
to change the circumstances
the more when order is
an important part of the structure
a not particular spectacular sunrise
is still a sunrise