the infinity of mercy
can be overwhelming
to grasp
for a mind
shaped
under shame
not even aware
this is what
had happened
while
receiving mercy
after a life in shame
is simply
stupendous
cowardly
waking up
to quietude
from a place of
profound peace
where kindness is not
considered to be
cowardly
hands
reaching the day
after which
nothing will ever be
the same again
the day where
obedience is placed
in the hands
of the one
who holds it
with mercy
sober
dreams
bringing to the surface
what was
hidden in the mind
a sophisticated blend
of
memories
combined with fear
of what is
to come
to be taken into account
without nourishment
only sober observation
disguising
rather losing dignity
than loosening control
could be the devise
of the dark side
of consciousness
disguising control
in what we consider
good deeds
does not make it less
control
and where control governs
no mercy is
to be found
regularity
regularity
can be the structure
which keeps the mind
afloat
yet there are minds
so structured
regularity might seem
superfluous
chiming
a soft bell
chiming gently
when wind is playing
with the pipes
a soft bell
chiming gently
when the heart is giving
in to peace
precisely
a peaceful morning
without
extraordinariness
which is precisely what makes it
extraordinary
a way not to miss
touching unworthiness
is inevitable
on the way
to salvation
handling it with care
and compassion
a way not to miss
the purpose
of mercy
while learning to receive
the spirit
boldness
sometimes
taking one single step
at a time
can involve
all the boldness
we are given
as while it seems
insignificant
it might be
a change of a habit
so deep
it seemed impossible to
uproot