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whirling winds

stirring up

emotions

to be

purified

hence

delivered

reaching the lowest vibration

of the invisible

world

is restoring

the whole

in fabulous ways

reaching subtle layers

of old wounds

can easily be

skipped

as peripheral

while it is their healing

which opens towards

the core

in its whole

a nightbird

calling for

intimacy

through the dark

not necessarily aware of

its doings

just following

an instinct

to survive

being forgiven

something

one

by miscellaneous reasons

was not truly

responsible for

while having carried on

the guilt

without being truly

aware

is a marvellous blessing

a precious grace to receive

coming home

when the joy of being

invisible

takes over the fear of being

revealed

there is indeed

nothing to be

afraid of

when staying on the surface

is

not an option

at some point

a certain kind of

indifference

is

crucial

for transcendence

to occur

doubtlessly wind

is leaving

ripples on the surface

of the water

though

wind is also

bringing movements

into stagnated thoughts

pushing away clouds

which are in their turn

veiling the sky

until golden morning light

anew

enfolds the world in glory

unease

running under the skin

nothing dramatic

though

even slight ripples

on the surface of the water

is enough

for the mirror

to blur

until stillness

returns

staying

in silence

long enough

for the sound

to dawn