Alone

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We must become so alone, so utterly alone, that we withdraw into our innermost self.

It is a way of bitter suffering.

But when our solitude is overcome, we are no longer alone, for we find that our innermost self is the spirit, that it is God, the indivisible.
And suddenly we find ourselves in the midst of the world, yet undisturbed by its multiplicity,
for in our innermost soul we know ourselves to be one with all being.
―Hermann Hesse, Reflections. Image: author unknown. Composition: Midwives of the Soul

Wonderwalk one year

Little paradise 

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 …