the multiple facets
of reality
gently dispelling
the spell
that was spelled upon
a child
in its cradle
elucidating
when asking forgiveness
becomes
a way to escape
the discernment
to elucidate
one’s responsibility
a sacred gate
to redemption
is closed
wounded
that no one
has had
the patience
and love
to bring us beyond
our basic needs
does not make of us
impatient beings
rather something like
wounded animals
full
moonlight in the morning
as darkness reaches
its full
and the nights
their longest
as what have been in the darkness
is preparing to
become
visible
neglected
when every sense of
purpose and responsibility
are neglected to satisfy
a personal desire
nothing truthful thrives
needed
what a grace
to receive
the help needed
at the proper time
what a grace being able to
accept
that the proper time
might not be always
on us
to decide
telling
heavy grey
strong wind
disconcerting dreams
telling
that care can be lost
while giving in
as love vanishes
under any sort of
criticism
arid
reaching the end
of a long stay
in the desert
of solitude
where everything
is arid
where life at times
seems barren
yet
so much is
alive
falling into
falling into
oneself
after having been
trying to escape
one’s shadow
might be disconcerting
for most of us
though what a grace
to embrace
the whole of
who we are
blind
being blind
yet
able to see
can sometimes be
an awkward position
in which to be
in between worlds
of glory
and realities of misery