You are alive
and I love you
You are not here
and I love you
You died
and I love you
You live in me
and I love you
You are
my memory
my thought
my feeling
You are me
and I am you …
Love
Diversity, Truth, Love
When we embrace
in our relationships
and in our selves
the diversity in thoughts and opinions
the relationship will flourish
When we embrace truth
that lives inside of us
When we embrace kindness as love
of which we are made
Then all relationships are
the mere image
of the relationship we have
with ourselves …
Mortality
The more diseases we discover
The more pathogens we find
The more we come to realize
That the body will die
The desire to be immortal
The desire to live a long life
The desire for health
Originate from the intuitive feeling
That there is some”thing” in us
That is immortal
This some”thing” is not a thing
It has no qualities you can perceive
It is always present and aware
It never leaves you
What is the “thing” that is always there?
What was there when you were
a child
a teenager
a grown up
a senior
When you were
happy or sad
sick or healthy
stressed or relaxed?
The “I” was and is always there
And you can call “Me”
God
Mystery
Awareness
Consciousness
The Great Unknown
I have no name
I have no form
and yet
I have all names
I have all forms
And I
Am
the Love
with
which
you
Love
Life …
Loose
I
can not
loose myself
in you
I
can only
loose myself
in Love
And you
are the love
with which
I love you …
Love
When hope subsides
and faith becomes unstable
then Love emerges from within
and takes you home
to You
Love
Where Love resides
Love is looking through your eyes
Love is hearing through your ears
Love is feeling through your hands
Love is tasting through your tongue
Love is smelling through your nose
Where Love resides
Love meets
only Love …
Vulnerable
Discovering in total openess
Speaking from deep stillness
Giving from total vulnerability
Receiving in total connectedness
Lets gentle softness surface
like fluffy clouds in midnight sky
Floats through the open windows
like little Whitsun flames
Gives boundless vulnerability
to You as Me
to Me as You …
Touching
Touching emotion touches
and melts the last remains
of floes of ice and flakes of snow
Fluidity of warmth
originated from the soul
spreads softly all her wings
Embraces transformed drops
and takes them in
her infinite eternity
Horizon
Beyond every horizon
there lies a new horizon
in infinite succession
Untill the last horizon
shows us, in blinding radiance,
that Death will be the last one
that guides us towards Life …
Trauma
Sometimes
the wounds
are touched
by vibrant ripples
in a conversation
It feels like
tingelings
and tears may drop
and in the heart
they drop on softness
It does not feel like trauma
it does feel more
like little kisses
caressing ancient scars
of what has been
It makes it easier
to feel the pain of them
who still have open wounds
and hurt and hurt and hurt
Come sit with me
and give your wounded heart
I will caress it
and will only leave
when time has come
for you
to leave …
Wonderwalk 