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farewells to the past
weaved into dreams
of sleep coming to its end
caught between sadness
of all that is being left behind
and the curiosity of the unknown
ahead
with a part of the mind still clinging to old patterns
for the simple reason that new ones have not been revealed
yet
though the potential is finally visible
ready to be seized
there is no longer any doubt
the light is back
spreading tenderness over the world
as yet another invitation
to fulfilment
how to be
a quiet forest lake
reflecting the glittering sun in the summer heat
absorbing the rain
allowing the storm to brush the surface
letting frost create
a different layer of protection
without never losing the profound stillness
of a quiet forest lake
tender light
reminding
that it is time to open the shutters
of the heart
fear should never be
determining
as tempting as it can appear
to abandon oneself into its tender embrace
always waiting
always giving the attention
that in times is to be found
nowhere else
but fear has many faces
and fear of being fearsome
is one of them
everyone has their own rhythm
and to respect ones particular score
can never be fearsome
no matter how it might look or sound
from other perspectives
golden sunrise
covering the world
in the softest of tenderness
enveloping shadows
of dreams left behind
by a night of confusion
golden sunrise
covering the world
in the softest of tenderness
like walking to meet a beloved
under flowering trees
in spring
pain and responsibility
responsibility and pain
impossible to make the brain
connect words into sentences
while it is drowned under the rain
and covered with pain
broken sleep
broken dreams
broken wings
and a whole
new
beginning
yet another
new beginning
so expected
and yet surprising
how nature repeat the cycle
of life end dead
so endlessly
never questioning
never doubting
never being the same
but always being faithful
to whatever is
to be
green is beginning to unfold
as an almost invisible shadow
weaving into the shades of darkness
still covering the world
light increases faster
than consciousness seizes its presence
though the mind is more than aware
that summer will be gone
within the blink of an eye
knowing
seems not enough
for awareness to stay
in the present