The cleanup of the mind is startingBreaking down old habitsGo nuts I saidOnly nuts for a weekDeny any other kind of food only nuts it is Fasting is easy when you chooseWhen starved before because there was no other choiceLiving on bush salads from the river bedsLost in the forest …
Tired of running in this game of catch me if you can.Asking to turn the polaroid.Standing here with arms wide open. Could we change perspective?That I’ll borrow yours and you can see mine.Can I sit under the palm tree and you hear the traffic rushing by. To show you how …
A calm breeze touches the fingertips of my hand reaching out. On savanna dessert sands, paws crossed the lion at ease satisfied and full. Calmness hearing a leaf moving slowly, rhythmically backwards and forwards from side to side until touching the surface of the ocean. Calmness as traveling in air, …
Hours of writing the soul converts to mother tongueSymbols of old break down words The gentle comes earthyDouble you come worthy The forest is the gardenof the house within Light shines from the windowsThe door is open for you and me On the coffee tableIs the invitationWhere shiny letters mark
The silver spoon stirs the white cloud through the morning tea.Half awake or half asleep I look at the cloud disappear.The cloud has no name or has a thought it’s simply there. Leave the bread on the table it was never meant to eat. The heavy backpack lost in the …
A gentle push on the rhythm of the breathInhale and hold, close your eyesExhale and listen to the air coming from the lungs.The ease covers in a warm blanketWarm from inside curling up to the flames Whispering sweet words in silenceTasting honey on the tongueFeeling how all becomes one How …
Standing among the lizards, not all can be gentle in a cruel world.Fire is as equal to water as to air as to earth.Flames carry the power to transform. From the darkness, the death, the core -to- the beauty, the dance, the feet.Embrace everything there is. Life is a gift, …
Light shines in the dreamers eyes when awoken on the vast plain where he had been lost. The last weeks had tarnished his self image. The wild gusts and the tormenting rain sweeping over dry earth. Searching for direction but not able to see in the far distance with his …
It’s all difficult through the chaos in my head. The chaos which is real and the calm the same. I had asked for the purpose and got shown the way. The cogwheels greasy and full of dust and dirt by following the wind. With no house to settle and no …
End of summer holds something magical, the time of letting go. The time where daylight shortens, the air still warm and yet cold feeling like freshly washed linen. The landscape dissolves in flames for every leave to fall and strip naked. Naked into the winter cold to turn inside to …
