awakening with the light
observing
how the peacock is answering the call of dawn
just before light breaks through
as the heart is answering the call of love
just before the mind is aware
of its awakening
into an undeniable reality
land mines
mapping a minefield
is a tedious work
not to talk about the demining
following afterwards
and yet
it is the only way
to regain access
to the fertile soil
underneath
sand
the darkening sensation
of walking in quicksand
closing in on the soul
swallowing every perspective
as the mind sink deeper
into its own definitions
throwing spotlights
on every flaw
that can be transformed to tenderness
by the one who saw
hearing
the advantage of staying silent is
that one begin to hear
the stories which are ruling our minds
the challenge of staying silent is
that it becomes more difficult
not to acknowledge them
not to find their proper place for them to be
where they are no longer ruling
but fuelling
our minds
purified through the fire
in our hearts
summer
summer is unfolding
towards harvest
it is no longer time
for sowing
light is turning
towards darkness
and the mind is tuning
towards next years seeds
but for the time being
summer is to be appreciated
in all its generous abundance
profundity
profound healing
of profound wounds
leaving the superficial
to the superficial
and the past
to the past
midsummer
all sorts of golden light
turning into grey
on a new moon
midsummer morning
all sorts of memories surfacing
to be classified and dissolved
for the mind to regain its freedom
to embrace the present
and perceive future
in joy
protection
no golden light
just grey clouds
covering the sky
in peaceful protection of
whatever is
to be protected
reminding
that even the most glorious of all lights
sometimes needs
protection
letting go
the wind is whispering in the summer leaves
playing its own melody
in the treetops
while more golden morning light
is falling in through the windows
letting go
of old structures
no one was ever meant to carry
another’s dreams
nor fulfil
another’s destiny
caves
the caves of every being
have a hidden treasure
if one have the courage
to go and search for it