no one should be hold
responsible
for our own
personal
wound
though we might observe
what has generated it
in order to adjust
our behaviour
and choose love
where fear has ruled
heavy heart
tenderness unfolding
into a heavy heart
bringing lightness of being
into the dark
perception
being told
over and over again
that the impressions
of one’s perception
are false
is a source of perpetual confusion
which it can seem
impossible to
uproot
fatal
making sense
out of
something having
nothing to do
with truth
is all the more human
that it is
fatal
diminishing
placing our trust
in someone
being unable
to perceive
our full dimension
is diminishing every possibility
to bear fruit
consciousness
unable to discern
the emotion
flooding both consciousness
and body
all too aware
it will rule the mind
for as long as it has not
been brought
to awareness
decay
holding on
to
letting go
while decay
is decomposing
and autumn
gloriously
unfolding
moist
moist mists
marvellously
moulding
memories
of mystery
into morning glory
edge
the edge between
glory and shame
is a thin line
drawn by consciousness
fear of failure
when fulness
unfolds
fear of failure
is metamorphosed
into freedom