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when speaking the truth means
losing the love
we believe to depend on
the habit of thoroughly
omitting a part of the story
grows into dependence
and in dependence
no freedom is
to be found
though by speaking the truth
and losing the love
we believe to depend on
the gates to an encounter with
unconditional love
are shut wide open
when only we dare to cross
the threshold
and believe
the more we face our own fears
whether or how others face theirs
becomes less and less of a concern
while mercy expands
and peace increase
navigating through mist
is a sensitive matter
where offences and vulnerabilities
are no longer visible
and hurt is running in silent streams
the fear of hurting others
as the fear of being hurt
while all we have to navigate after
is an inner map
of consciousness
and honesty
allowing every process
to take place
without resistance
nor acceleration
just unfolding
into truth
when fear is no longer
the prior motivation
for everything done
love begins
to grow
what surrounds us
might be the mirror of
what is going on inside our minds
without necessarily being a mirror of
who we are
while who we are
is rather passed on
than reflected
increasing darkness
cold nights
and longer sleep
all announcing
the autumn
with its different kind of
occupations
while guilt is silently
but surely
slipping away
a warm wind
playing with falling leaves
dancing to celebrate
courageous hearts
and loving souls
flooded by a wave of fear
with fragments of fragility running through the blood
while all sorts of anxieties appear
as the mind is trying to escape the flood
though through the soft and tender
surrender to eternal love
even fear is only there
to raise our hearts above
all inner turmoil and discretely point towards
the one and necessary act
in which while done
all fear is purified
in order to fulfil
a silent song
of peace
entering the present
after having spent
most of a lifetime
losing the moment
is just as natural
as it seemed
impossible