living in
the pace
of meekness
after a life of
having tried to be
something else
no matter what
just not meek
is a blessing
worth to seek
if meek
is what
one is
earth
golden leaves
glorious light
smells of earth
in a magnificent sight
where the fear of being
abandoned
is
transformed into
the wonder of
eternal return
then
and then
once balance is found
in the torrent of love
a sensation of
weightlessness arise
where the yoke becomes easy
and the burden light
alignment
when love
enters the heart
body
mind
and spirit
smiles
in alignent
for the soul
to shine bright
into this world
inner truth
having been
unable
to act
according to
our own
inner
truth
can leave an impression
in the mind
of doing
everything wrong
where we might not wrong
anything but
our own
inner
truth
which in return means
everything
composure
composure
cannot be attained
while
suppressing nature
yet
by loving it
we might be given
the freedom
to rise above
the force of instinct
running in our veins
guided by the subtleties
of intuition
reaching
beyond
scattered
a day
scattered with small wonders
can in the end
be considered
as nothing less
than
miraculous
heeded
the fear of doing
something
wrong
is also to be heeded
in the tender act of
coming
into this world
through glory
as a kind invitation
to heal
accusations
no longer to be
defeated
by false accusations
through twisting one’s own inner truth
to make it fit
the falsity of
the accusations
can be perceived as
a reversed
expression of love
procedure
staying long enough
with a proper need
for its expression to be
of truth and humility
to utter in sheer clarity
with presence and precision
the essence of the call
can be a procedure of
peace