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the moon was there this morning
as almost full as possible
before an ignorant cloud
unaware of its deed
swallowed it to leave
darkness receive the breaking day
but even in darkness
lies a hidden curiosity
to unfold the unknown
discover the invisible
grasp the intangible
and somewhere
the impatience of that curiosity
is running just beneath the skin
always waiting for light to break
into illumination
a soft wind has blown away the clouds
whispering cheerfully in the first dry leaves at the top of the trees
impatient to play with them, once they are dead
ready to fly free
in a soft fall
towards eternity
allowing the mystery
of resurrection
to be fulfilled
the hour is the same
but the darkness is dense and impenetrable by now
allowing the night to prolong
into the first conscious hours of the day
there is something soothing about it
an opening toward deep reflection
in a protected condition
the annual return
does not seem to have accustomed the mind
once again bewildered
even if grateful
for being able to engage the senses
in yet another way
autumn is the time of year
where the tender blue of the sky
is opening towards subtle insights
of immense depths
scattering every illusion
spun around the heart
to protect it from its own frail dependence
of that particular impulse called
life
that no science has yet found
a way to grasp
walking through layers of disillusion can seem painful
discouraging
even absurd
but the tender blue sky is there to remind us
that on the other side of darkness
light is impatient to return
when dreams reveals
what the woken consciousness refuses to see
by invoking a parallel story
without involving personal issues
what has seemed insoluble
vanishes into the obvious
allowing the heart to wake up
smiling
savouring the subtle flavour of a kind of freedom
no one can ever revoke
when the quietude of an early morning, is reflected in the mind
something peaceful is growing
silently
modest in all its expressions
and yet with an intense presence it is impossible to ignore
not, that there is any wish to ignore it
but the mystery is enveloped in the wonder
that the intensity of this very presence is assimilated
even when
consciousness is occupied in patterns
that is taking it elsewhere
allowing peace to reach
beyond
sleeplessness
unpredictable as always
and as always coming back
when sleep seems more needed than usual
to keep balance throughout the day
clouds have gathered in the sky
keeping the crispness at bay
that announced the autumn last night
in yet a different way
even with the warm and sunny moments
that blesses these late summer days
is it impossible to deny the obvious
that autumn has come to stay
the whole question is how to receive it
since it is not an option, to slip away
space
from within
is a profound transformation
when life has been spent
suppressing
not conscious of what
just suppressing
to make sure
no one could ever distinguish
the hidden corners of the soul
least of all
ourselves
one cannot force the soul to surface
but through the alchemy of unconditional love
one can let the space grow from within
which allows the soul to unfold
and every hidden corner of it
to illuminate our lives
silence
all the way into the thoughts
though it does not mean
they are in peace
just as the deep silence of nature
does not seems to calm
the rushing world
who does not seem to mind
any change of season
any change of mood
any change that could reveal
that vulnerability too is a necessity
for the survival
of the species
darkness is closing in on us again
the nights are slowly growing longer
and this ancestral fear
of whether we will make it through the winter
is moving its tale in the corner
where it slept so innocently all summer
as if nothing could ever harm us again
it is not a dangerous beast
this fear of ours
just an animal that sometimes gets hungry
and need some tender affection
to stay cornered
a pure product
of our minds
which is to be taken serious as such
but never to be given a power
it cannot administrate without destroying
unless we wish to live
in the tyranny of fear