I listen

The void is my wall
between my heart and my soul
the message from above is clear
but I misinterpret it
because of fear
and so I listen
I watch, I bow, and I know
but who is I?
the one who listens?
or my talking fear?

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where comfort lies

In death I find comfort
in life I search for it
sometimes I wonder
which path is really lit
under the moonlight I ponder
if I’ll ever be free
or if I’ll always regret
not having found Me.

Aquarius

My body is the home of violent emotions
Some of which I don’t understand
I ignore them and suppress them
But I’m not able to withstand.

Searching for the brightest light
Softly beaming in the darkest corner
I spot it and laugh out loud
But when I open my eyes, I feel the void.

Scary is to not know
Fear is to doubt
Will the void get out of control?
Is the promise land a hoax?

No way
I hit the breaks and I come home
The void is just a game I play
I know that. I feel that. It’s okay.

No hard feelings
Lies; of course there are
Darkness is full of them
Hidden in the birds, in the trees and in the sea.

I meditate and I sink
And slowly, I let myself be pulled back
I’m not speeding up the journey
Where to, if what I need is to get back to the start?

So I let darkness kiss my cheek
My eyes, my heart, and my feet
I invite it to sit with me
And let is show me what I need to see