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a certain resistance
in the back of the mind
prevent the eyes to indulge
the clarity of the dawn
they see light coming back
all around
but inside
the mind is running circles
incessantly enumerating
the unaccomplished matters
even and especially when
they have no name
love is the essence
and there is nothing to hide
nothing to be
ashamed of
nothing to prove
nothing to be proud of
nothing to blame
nothing to feel
guilty about
not a shadow of wind
is disturbing
the rise of the sun
breaking
of form
to reveal the essence
leaving behind rites
no longer necessary
once the essence is expanding
to its fullest potential
morning cold
and broken nights
nothing is
by accident
stillness
not before
but after
the storm
light spreading over the world
from a cloudless sky
gently approaching the sections
where shadows reign
wind is bringing back the cold
on a grey and rainy morning
where blackbirds sing
the sun to rise
a fully visible moon
behind a soft layer of clouds
an owl
answering the call of a peacock
through the night
the tender sound
of gently falling rain
the smell
of blossoming trees
and humidity
with a river of trust
running underneath it all
awakening with the light
is a particular grace
where the inner
and the outer world
is in a state of symbiosis
beyond
it is all to easily forgotten
that emotions never last
instead it seems
we are deploying heaps of efforts
to make the unpleasant ones disappear
and the pleasant ones endure
whereas they all have a reason for being
and all we are asked to
is let them pass
changes
profound and considerate changes
settling in
to a state of weightlessness
with the return of the sun
and the shift of the moon
the freedom of facing a shadow
is unexpectedly liberating
protected by darkness
and a warm bed
against the cold
otherwise sneaking in
under the skin
just as darkness sneaks into the heart
overshadowing love in a way
that it is not discovered
until night has fallen upon
the most precious talent
to forgive