facing disappointment for
what it is
sincere and honest
disappointment
after spending a life
faking happiness
feels awkward
even wrong
for as long
as the responsibility for the emotion
has not been
taken
culprit
an undefined mixture
of grief and anger
for no apparent reason
wavering the mind
into funny states
searching for a culprit
in order to escape
the responsibility
of being prone
to emotions
beyond what our consciousness
can explain
tedious
turning tedious kind of tasks
into moments of
pure joy
where
focus is pointed
at harmonious beauty
to let peace emanate
where anger ruled
recovering
golden morning sun
covering the landscape
recovering from sleep
as the light
reveals
every subtle beauty
unfolding into glory
when only we have eyes
to see
solving
living in the presumption
that every obstacle encountered
is ours alone to solve
is very easily
leading into a despair
that the burden we are given to carry
is more
than what we can bear
yet in between those polarities
a tender balance
is to be found
where no one is ever asked more
than what he has to offer
destination
a soft landing
in one’s own life
is as blissful as arriving
at the final destination
after a long
sometimes troublesome
journey
not the life
one had imagined
nor the life
others had imagined for us
but plain and simple
one’s own life
crucible
lecturing the world
is indeed
an awful occupation
and yet so tempting
for someone
feeling weak
without being able to accept
weakness
as a crucible for power
to emerge
purified
graciously
being able to receive
graciously
what we are given
even when
what we are given
is not necessarily
what we had set our mind on
is a door
to freedom
sorting out
bringing order
begins
by sorting out our emotions
and storing each one
in its proper place
since
while it is
in its proper place
it is fostering creativity
whereas
being displaced
it engages nothing but chaos
postponing
not knowing
where to begin
is not necessarily a reason
to postpone
though it might be a reason
to approach the situation
from a different angle