Loss

He reached for the light in the window,

you said, and went on his way onwards.

It made you pray, it made you cry,

it made you think onwards.

When it was you turn I felt you

walk through me.

I was sitting by the sea like always,

and there was no emptiness.

You simply walked into the light

onwards where I could still

reach you.

It was your time to reach for the light,

like him that went before you.

Him that you loved,

him that you prayed for.

I cried, of course, but there was no

emptiness.

You didn’t walk away from me,

you walked through me

and the light-tracks you left in me

remained like sparks reminding me

of how much you loved me,

how much you still love me

from somewhere

onwards.

Angelic Sunspot

This beautiful sun-angel appeared on my kitchen wall in the sunrise a morning a couple of days ago. It was only there for a few of seconds, but it made my day!

The Mystic’s Dream

A mystic dives into the clear

summer sea through garlands

of seaweed he sees

a navel of eels

spiraling upwards.

He pauses his crafty strokes

and ponders the meaning of this.

The sun flashes through his

humming ears and sharks

pull at his sorcerer’s cape.

A word immerses his thoughts

and the pit is pulled from

underneath.

He drowns with the hungry

sharks until there is no more

of his mind to eat,

and is left to circumnavigate

the sun from the surface

under the deep,

reflecting the movements

of the upward swimming

eels.

Home

Home is the sound

of my soul moving

back and forth

between present

and eternity.

Your soul’s shadow

When you find what cast

your soul’s shadow

you will learn the truth

of who you really are.

Time grew wings and flew

Time grew wings and flew

backwards into the sunset.

It hid in the dark and disregarded

the stars travelling past.

But time did not change,

no matter how far back it ran.

Change happened anyway;

light to dark, young to old, life to death

and death to life again.

So time re-emerged

defeated and worn out

it realized it had become

a ghost, obsolete and forgotten

as life had continued to turn in its absence.

Your soul

Your soul

is expressing

itself

inside you

like an underground

river

nourishing

a whole

forest.

Layers to your soul

There are layers

to your soul

no one but you

will ever uncover.

There are even

beautifully lit rooms

within you

that you might never

open the door to

unless

the darkness outside

forces you to.

There are Lights within you

There are as many lights

within you

as there are stars

in the sky.

And there are more lights

being born

every day

than anyone (including yourself)

can ever manage

to extinguish.