You call me by my name
And tell me that I’m human
A human that is born
And that will die again
I tell you what the name is
Of this dear human-child
And in that name all is contained
What men expect from it
I can not say the name
Of that which has no name
I only can be still
When You will ask me that …
I breathe the thoughts
that surface from my soul
and with surprise and still
I see what comes on screen
Out of the depths they come
on their soft feet, so light,
move cautiously the searching hands,
whisper words in hearing ears
I pass in gratitude
what no one ever owned,
what rustles there in every soul
when it is touched one day
The stream inside seems endless now
has no beginning, is still the same,
keeps whispering
until it stops …
perhaps …
When time has come
And you have set you free
I will just once look back
and then I’ll go my way
I do my chores
And sometimes I look up
As if I heard a sound
That sounded just like you
No expectations, no desire,
And in my heart the knowing
That if you want to come to me
You will find the way
And there you were,
panting and full of sweat
So proud that you have made it
Through the wide and scary world
I love you when you leave
And love you when you come
Because I know that that
Takes place in what I am …
You came and went
and sometimes I believed
that you would only come
and never go away
And suddenly I understood
that coming here and going there
are one and the same, of course,
that no one comes or goes
That I’m the space in which
the coming and the going passes
That I’m not that what comes and goes
that I am that what is …
Poem for Sam, my little puppydog, died on May 5th.
The stones that were layed out
for me by the deep sea
They softly form the forms
that need to be there now
Untill the sea will take
what no one ever had
Like we will ever go
to where we never were
Goodbye my little Sam
goodbye my little flash
you came as rustlewind
And went as dapplewaves
The sea takes all your forms
to caring deepest depths
like you take me still with you
to where no depth exist …
Without your story about you
about your body
about your name
about your family
about your job
about your past
about your future
You are Life itself …
It’s also there for you
my precious child of God
The pain is in the past now
With confidence and trust
with dedicated love
Not knowing where you’ll go
You peel
and peel
and peel
And in the depth
It finds
You …
Agnus Dei
qui tollis peccata mundi
miserere nobis
could also mean:
Innocent Light in me
that is hidden
under the burden
of my unconsciousness conditioning
bring me Home
Wonderwalk 