dreams reflecting
a worried mind
while wind whirls over the landscape
and birds sing
full of trust
in another day
not like the one of yesterday
not like the one of tomorrow
but entirely like
today
beside
living beside oneself
even under increasing light
is a peculiar experience
difficult to transmit to someone
who has never experienced anything else
than living with oneself
as it is difficult to transmit
every intimate sensation to someone
who does not have
the same kind of sensibilities
ennoblement
incandescent anger
perhaps for no reason
though still burning through old layers
of stagnant emotions
separating slags
from the noble essence
while winds blow what is superficial
away
purifying what is to be purified
for the soul to shine
tending
tending ones own needs
does not necessarily mean
that the rest of the world
is to tend them too
though believing it is the rest of the world
which prevents us from doing so
might just be another way
to escape responsibility
measure
despite a light heart
heaviness is to be found in the body
and resistance in the mind
just as nature have to span over
the cold nights
and the generous rays of sun
bringing life to the surface
the measure of balance
is to be found
in the state
which embraces
the whole
worthy
wakening into a dusty sunrise
and a world covered in frosty white
is worth celebrating
to search
and have found
is indeed worth celebrating
year after year after year . . .
rapture
while the moon is playing hide and seek
behind naked trees
birds announces faithfully
another day of bliss
introversion
just as the moon is not less glorious
just because it is half
life is not less fulfilled
just because it is lived out
inwardly
one way
there are so many ways
to love
not one is more right
than the other
but only one way is right
for each and every one
push
fountains of suffering emerging
transforming into an impenetrable cloud
of emotional pain
hanging over the landscape
while spring continues to push
through layers of old darkness
for life to emerge