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Kreislauf

für all die verletzten, die jetzt verletzen

                                       und wir sagen

                                        Opfer und Täter

                                        Verratener Verräter

                                        Geschundener und Schänder

                                        Geblendeter und Blender

                                      So spiegeln wir uns im Fluss der Zeit, der Fluss singt von tosender Ewigkeit,

doch in unsere eifrigen Eitelkeit haben wir sein Lied zu hören kaum die Zeit

Sein Lied hallt wieder überall, in jeder Pfütze, jedem Wasserfall

Der Fluss ist an der Quelle, der Fluss der ist im Meer. Er ist in jeder Welle, bist Du, ist irgendwer

und er singt:

es dreht sich im Kreis

aus dem Wind wir ein Kind

aus dem Kind wird ein Greis

der Greis  wir zu Eis,

das eis wird zu Wasser

Wasser und das Wasser steigt auf…

Der Kreis nimmt seinen Lauf...

und wenn es dann wieder Kind es und wenn es dann wieder Wind ist fragt niemand mehr was es mal war was niemand mehr das es mal Wasser war

wir sind so wunderbar wandelbar

so verformbar so vergänglich

so vergehend so empfänglich

so vergehend so unendlich

so stetig sterbend

so ewig wehrend

so heile verwundet

in Wunden gesundet

im Suchen gesündigt

in Sünden erwacht

im Wachen endlich  Ruh gefunden

im Ruhen zugedeckt

sie aufgedeckt die tiefen Wunden

ganz entblößt und losgelöst

umhüllt den nackten Schlaf gefunden.

und in all dem Kommen und Gehen

wachsen,  verwesen

verwunden, genesen

gebären und sterben

darin können wir sein

und darin können wir werden

darin können wir schreien

schrein’ um das was wir sind zu befreien

zu tanzen im freien,

dem Leichtsinn Schwung verleiehn

den Kosmos zu fühlen im Keim

SCHREIEN

bereit unvorbereitet breite Breitengrade zu bereisen

uns zu erneruen und an neuen Plätzen,  

zu neuen Gebäuden zusammenzusetzten

bereit mit weiten Schritten zu schreiten

in unberittenen unbeschrittenden Weiten

lass uns unumstrittendes bestreiten und weiter reiten

durch Felder gleiten

Das Leben ist ein Tanz durchs weite land

jeder Schritt liegt voll und ganz in unsrer Hand.

lass uns ergeben voller Hingabe

bereit für die sich wandelnde Sinnfrage

dem Leben lauschen

und unter dem alltäglichen Rauschen

die seltsam vertrauten Träume erwecken

die sich bis in Kronen von Bäumen erstrecken

wo Böen sie in Höhen tragen

in denen Wesen uns nach Wahrheit fragen

befreit von der Hülle die wir wagen abzulegen

um uns wortlos dem wunder hinzugeben

das dreht sich es bewegt sich,

entsteht, vergeht, es lebt in Bewegung.

Ergebung in ewiger Vergebung

ungestimmter Harmonie in unbestimmter Bestimmung.. In rastloser Besinnung. annehmender Absicht  in nachsichtiger Vorsicht, Ying und Yang, aus und an. Frau und Mann, Kreislauf, der Sturm bricht aus und legt sich du liegst dort du bewegst dich, du schliesst die Augen und du siehst du baust dich auf und du kniest und krabbelst und robst und und du rennst wie bekloppt im Gallop und du gehst mit Gehstock.

wir lachen und weinen und wir wir sind bedeckt und scheinen

Und alles was du bist, ist irgendwie in mir

und alles, was ich je besaß gehört irgendwie auch Dir.

Die Welt ist in jedem von uns

wie ein Zelt spannt sie ich über uns

und ins uns wie gewaltiger wallender Fluss

Unsere Herzen wie Wellen, die so unzereißbar unbestreitbar verbunden sind

weil wir teil von etwas großem runden sind

und noch immer sagen wir Opfer und Täter

                                        Verratene Verräter

                                        Geschundener und Schänder

                                        Geblendeter und Blender

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Until we say Goodbye

we walk we kiss we cry our way

nothing to proof, nothing to say

our heavens heavy grateful and grey

on this sunny march day

the trees are bending down to pray

to cry to cry our pride away

within we fully feel alive

as everything around us thrives

lifes' breath fills our lunges

sweet memories on our tongues

soulfully we sing our yearning

as we welcome spring with wildly burning chest

we are graciously drifting

drifting out of the nest

to fall and fall and fall and fly

until  we say good by

before moving on lets fly

move me

be moved

by the unfolding moment

in a listening movement

moving

tune in

like the feather in the summer breeze

moving like the autumn leaves

with the wind like lemon trees

moving like a swarm of geese

like the fire underneath our skin

moving like the morning mist

movement of shared consciousness

moving like the chellist hands

that expand

accessing mystical flow

being moved by her bow

letting hidden worlds rise from below

crossing endless oceans with waves of devotions

in endless motions through homes of emotions

through

all chambers

of our heart for they are member are part of this home

let cold wind get blown through these fields

see how it feels

to be flowing

with the not knowing

further growing

mind blowing

ongoing expanding

beyond  found

beyond bound

in ever shared rhythm and sound

expanding

trembling

breaking through limit

every single minute

we are in it

we are it

essentiell part

these waves flow through our heart

as if they were collective tears

in embracement of dark clouds of fears

yearning to remember

be member,

surrender

let go      

and fall

as raindrops

effortlessly

kissing the surface the see sea

to be

to realize its endless size

and taste eternal we

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I love you for the entirety of your beautiful being

I love you dearly for how clearly you see me

how you caress my skin and hold my flesh

for how you express authentic tenderness

no longer fearsome to blossom and become

committed to love and committed to freedom

I am grateful for you to invite me to love freely

and free me

to love, dearly

so lets fly, until we say good bye (...)

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Patience

No sound at the pier.

Give it away your fullest ear

right now right here

to hear nothingness

you wait for        this

to be with           this

is faithfulness

in patience in presence in prayer

seeing how an ever deeper layer

unfolds

old skin fades

while the purest self creates

at the threshold of lightest light and darkest shades

we have the precious choice.

to give the softest voice

our fullest ear

right now right here

youre here

you hear nothingness.

you are with                this.

to wait for           this

is faithfulness.

right now right here

no sound at the pier.

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“Frei” by Darius

Milder Mai

Menschen lachen frei

milder warmer Mai

wild wärmender Hauch

mit Sonne ist der Bauch gefüllt

umhüllt vom duftend Weltenkleid

so zeitlos losgelöst und weit

frisch, frei, mild Mai

Atme Leben ein,

lass Weltgeist in mein Gewebe einfließen

sich sanft sprudelnd ergießen

lass Wundersamen sprießen

Von Sonnengewebe gesegnet, gebadet, gewebt

jede Zelle bescheinen, bedacht belebt,

lichtdurchflutete Flure

Lila Flieder,

Frühlingslieder,

Seidengefieder

umgarnt die erwachenden Glieder

die sich langsam beginnen zu regen,

sich senken und heben

mich wiederbeleben

im triefenden Regen

vor Lebensdurst beben

Nimm mich auf deine Flügel, Frühlingsbote

nimm mich auf deine Buchenbote,

wir stechen in die weite, weite See.

Unsere sanft wilde, tosend stumme, fremd vertraute

Weltenwiege

Auf das ich endlich, endlos heimfliege.

mit besiegten Sinnen

mit Außen und Innen

mit Ausgang und Anfang im Einklang

in einem einzigen still tosenden Gesang.

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“Between Day and Night” by Darius

Movement 

meant to move in endless movement

backpack full of seeds, 

full of gracious deeds, 

full of clean sheets

and our feed need acknowledgement

meant to move us in movement

in endless movement meant to move

And we are in motion with shared emotions

we go in tension to grow intentions

yes we feel at tension with real attention

to what wants unfold old stories we’ve told

let’s go and rewrite look beyond lines

truth doesn’t wanna hide, step into new times

into a new story with god’s glory

in every moment, with every movement

cause we are meant to move ins endless movement

And every step is home

finding our soul tone

in our paste,

sweet taste on our tongue

with no haste,

fresh air in our longs

and every step is home

finding our soul tone

we take the next step,

grab our backpack

bridge the next gap,

and as we look back we see we leave lack behind

is not blind; it its serving anymore

we deserve a little more

As our feed frame the shore

Every step is home, the world is our body our dome

the trees our bones, the skies our eyes

the rainbows our eyebrows,

The mountains our decision, the woods our nutrions

The stars our ambitions the birds our intuitions

The sea the size of our dream

you see they lie in the schemes that appear in the signs in  between,

day night, black  white, darkness light.

in the warm wonder of dawn,  in the warm wonder of dawn.

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Language is life

waves weaving fruits feeding blood bleeding trees breathing

skies snowing winds blowing grains growing streams flowing rocks knowing hearts glowing

flames flickering rain whispering grass glittering snakes slithering roots deepening waters witnessing forces wrestling stones resting

moon mooning blossoms blooming birds attuning

schhhhhhh human

if we tune in into the sacred moving and sense the silent mystery meant to move in endless movement moving meaning endlessly

there, in the center of the motion the witness of the symphony is standing still in deep devotion to the vibrating mystery

can we speak from this devotion while the storms are biting hard? can we listen to the crashing occean while resting deeply in our heart? taste waves and faces of emotion while trusting every single part one aspect of the dancing ocean the sacred seasons of our soul Yet in the center of the trembling motion the temple where we are home and whole

when we listen while we speak speaking becomes feeling when we are feeling while we bleed bleeding becomes healing when we embrace the fear to meet the fear becomes a seedling

for inner growing for mind-blowing overflowing heart expanding silent landing in our trembling

lets dare to let the tremble be the sacred temple to transform surviving into joyous thriving

when we celebrate as we breathe breathing becomes our mediation when we meditate as we speak

to unfold our gratitude for how nature loves to love nature for the gratitude it unfolds in us to let love for language arise to give rise to a language of love to live every word so that every word can give life.

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Dialogue

Neither debate nor a trade of appropriation its transformation, its a creation of sound and insight coming from stillness inside from a quiet mind longing gently and kind to find what's behind to exchange open gestures and suggestions with deeply felt and burning questions an invitation of shared exploration experimentation through joined contemplation the shared will of standing still sensing a space to meet Complete, incomplete, bare feet To embrace each others heart- beat to move some steps together through new landscapes in ever changing shapes our meetingpoint creates Something fresh and free Which shapes our destiny

I shape you You shape me I shape my shapers destiny can I shape the We in me? Can I be me, and you be Thee And together we are truly we? Can I fully feel, and clearly see your very healing is my remedy my healing shapes your inner me We shape the world The world shapes we Lets shape the shapers destiny

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Soul of the world

I seek your truth, soul of the world

I speak through you with every word

That my lips form

with every gesture that is born

you are my stillness, I'm your storm.

I am here, listening

to what your light is whispering

that you pour into everything

Be my voice, oh when I sing

Be my seed and be my king

Whom I become and what I've been

the ability to anything

the freedom to nothing

Ill be your kingdom and your seed

what you offer what you need

I'll be your spirit and your feet

Be my tears, my blood, my beat

I divine your joy, your grieving

every time that I am breathing

let me help you shaping

what compassion is creating

may you guide me living

in your arms of forgiving.

As I am carried by your land

I'm holding your fruits in my hand

as I am hosting You, my soul

I understand that I am whole

that you have always hosted me

let me see Soul, let me see

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A new Day

Where cold meets warm

mighty dawn

mystical morn

moon melts away,

night turns into day

I wake, I breathe I pray

where birth meets dekay

A new Day, A new Day

I say yes to Thee

my river and my remedy

my roots, my scared melody

arise in me

surprise me

slice me

unfold your size to me

I strive to be

in service of your mystery

I embrace thee

hold space for thee

slize my heart so I can be

spacious for you to enter me

to remember Thee

come enter me

tenderly

as burning leaves

dancing from crown mother tree

gently down to rest in peace

in her heart, her spine  her knees,

her feet her roots her core,

merging with the fruitful floor

becoming less to become more

as waeving waves shaping the shore

as each drop of the waterfall

becoming nothing, becoming all

as these words fading in the air

loosing location to be everywhere

no place and right here

this space this sphere

beyond far beyond near

beyond courage and fear

where deepest dark

meets crystal clear

now, here

as night turns into day

Yes to Thee, I say

I say yes to be

home with my company

in my way silently

I hold space for me

to say yes to Me

is My gift to Thee

where birth meets dekay

A new Day, A new Day

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Friendship

in our silence life makes sense

on my shoulders your warm hands

peace and prayer in your presence

you allow my soul to dance

to drink deep drops from ancient sources,

sink in into the warming forces,

of trust and brotherhood,

It is so simple it is so good,

There are no musts, there are no shoulds,

standing rooted in the woods

rooted

in friendship beyond, expectation

rooted

in still and wild vibration,

sacred, silent, present, vibrant,

filled with admiration

for this being meant to appear

in the moment we chose to be here

in this shared sphere,

passionately patient to hear

natures thriving humming

in service of becoming

the being

that I AM

You ARE

with you

is all I want to be

I can sense the we in me

my eyes, they find their sight through thee

and gaze upon the stormy sea

rest on the mountains in the distance

as inner fountains of existence

wildly, joyously, dance,

to celebrate the stillness of the lands

that hold us in embracing hands

in our silence life makes sense

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May Moon Night

may moon night

grey, black, white

late birds delight

the moon out of sight

comes and goes with the tide

plays seek and hide

With my eye

Bats passing by

breeze whispering

leaves rustling

birds nesting

cows resting

Humans pause talking

dogs pause barking

as dreams are embarking

on a journey.

of burning questions

of yearning passions

of turning impressions

Moon mooning

blood attuning

to this silent streaming

Trusting its ungraspable  meaning

Its vast and free

far beyond me

and endlessly

contained in me

when I dare to be

there to see

my gaze turns inwardly

my deepest treasure

beyond measure

my highest vision

beyond definition

in the dark I stand and listen

to the wild mild may night

the moon seems to hide

the birds become quite

in the dark I stand and listen

I open wide my sensing ears

To hear beyond what appears

breathing with my fears

tasting my tears

gently I let go and give in

to the flow of pain with in

sense my shivering skin,

receptive creative and thin

let the rawness of the feeling

be the pathway to my healing

The night enwraps me like the belly of a whale

My life consist of thousand wondertales

The sea feels vast, I hoist my sails

Let the northwind be my fresh inhale

Give me the strength to guide the Whale  

daring to fail,

Is my rebirth

faith to bring forth a new Earth

something awakes

that is naked and new

from the ground of the lakes

the depth of the blue

what ever that is that wants to arise

it is here to breathe to reveal its true size

Grarcious gift from the unknown, may it be my surprise,

like the grey gold misty soul sunrise

on a wild mild may day

sun finds its way glowing inside out

my center

as I touch the outward flowing world upright

and tender

everything streams star wards as I remember

the place were I am from

where we are all one

our dreamer, our dome

And i know its not yet time to go home

so here I am, my ears reach wide

as I listen to the birds delight

on this mild wild may moon night

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A collective scream

from millions of tongues truth wanting to be seen, all at once. what are we really living for? what is it that still ignore? can we awake before we die. Can we sincerely wonder why we still teach to numb this pain argue about who is to blame, Trying blindly to name capitalism? terrorism? communism, racism, fascism,, what is real? Can we stop to name and start to feel? are there 2 sides, 1 enemy. 1 version of history that lead to one event? can we allow ourselves to understand that there might be simply no clear linearity from beginning to end, might be no winner no loser and maybe no set difference between abused and abuser. does it fit in our frame of possibility that it might be beyond names, beneath the surface of the scene That the truth we yearn for might be in between. the visible and unseen in between your story and mine between the last one and this line In between either and or In between coast and shore in between rise and fall in between tiny tall in between reception and response in between soon and once Imagine With every breath we give life to the world we live in with every thought and word that agrees with the given We continuously co-create it. when each of us is blindly trying to make it. We keep our focus on fear we create separation right here, imagine this is true and with who we think we are and what we do we can shape landscapes of reality, what would we do with that responsibility? what is it that we want to shape and see as our shared reality? With what do we agree? And how can we express that we disagree? because with many things we do, aren’t we? do we agree with weapons frightening students in schools? do we agree with private prisons unwritten rules? do we agree with an entertainment industry that is fed by shame and insecurity? do we agree porn-industry supporting prostitution and abuse do we accept that schools are bombed with weapons we produce? do we agree that we kill chicken on their first day do we accept that the shirts we wear were made for low low pay? we passively agree aren’t we? we collectively create and recreate the reality we currently see, we shape it absolutely, with great power comes great responsibility with great power comes great responsibility If that is true, what can we do With the power of compassion? With our burning passion for life? With the joy to fall and fly and thrive with the power of awe and admiration in the face of grace in every creation with the source of energy that we set free once we open our heart to understand. Willing to transform distrust into encouragement To see beyond reality as we currently meet it seek for clarity and what is really needed Care for our souls thirsty for truth, we can lovingly feet it we can’t beat it anymore Aren’t here enough children sent to war? enough pollution of our shore? enough betrayal of our core enough beings dying for that disconnection with our core. we can’t do this anymore how can we remember ? surrender? BREATH let go of naming blaming and shaming. let go of forcing, accusing, outsourcing, abusing, BREATH can we unwrap the crap around heart and neck that holds us back? BREATH break patterns, and limiting beliefs BREATH uncover, unfold. let go of lies we’ve been told BREATH break through walls of scarcity, of separateness, anxiety BREATH fall like autumn leaves warm feeling of relief feel our breast, our nest BREATH underneath there is a heart beating Warm in vulnerability loving unconditionally What is the sound of our heartbeat? Can we feel our breathing feet? Slowly growing new roots in this beloved earth, That is waiting to be seen in its infinite worth breath in into this collective rebirth What if we collect our gifts, towards a collective shift. what if we allow access to our power sources- dare to set free our forces. of wonder and love, it might be almost above our imagination but isn’t it time to unfold our fullest creation? and step into a deeply shared vibration dare to be collectively aware. dare to see that nightmare shivering in empty rivers of dried tears of hidden fears. of numb ears. of blinded seers.. dare to be collectively aware dare to see that nightmare. don’t chase it, Don’t hate it don’t escape it face it make space for it embrace it our shadows they need our light the most the suppressed tears and long hidden fears lets let them be and set them free give in, let go. and flow, raindrops running from our hair to our toe. when we open our palm, we will see, there is a hand that will be right there Ready to share

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Mama

Durch dich gekommen

vor Glück benommen

in den Arm genommen

angenommen

bedingungslos wie 1000 Sonnen

als Teil von Dir

wir waren hier

hingen an deiner Brust mit kleinen unbeholfenen Händen

und für dich schon nichtmehr wegzudenken

Du hast uns nicht nur gezeugt

du hast bezeugt wie wir wurzeln Schlugen

wie uns erstmalig unsere Beinchen trugen

begleitet beim Schiffchen falten

Luft anhalten

Flügel entfalten

uns nah an deinem Herzen getragen

Tintenherz an kalten Novembertagen

Vor der Schule schon zwei Duzent Seiten

nach dem Essen Süssigkeiten

Du bist Sonne, Du bist Licht, So federleicht

doch was du sagst, das hat Gewicht

Deine Güte deine Weisheit

jeder der dich sieht der weiß bald:

Du gehst den Weg ins licht!

Du erleuchtest kraftvoll und zart

uns den Pfad.

Ja, Du bist der Weg ins Licht

nicht nur gelegentlich

so natürlich

wie wind weht und Blätter bewegt

bewegst du feine Körper

empfängst du feine Wörter

Du vermagst zu heilen

geboren um dein Licht zu teilen

wenn du sprichst klingt zwischen den Zeilen

"Ich sehe dich"

Die Erweiterung deiner Sonnen, Die wir weitergeben

die in unseren Erlebnissen weiterleben

und in denen unserer Nachfahren

dein Feuer spüren leicht und warm-

dein Licht aufbewahren und weiterreichen,

deine Strahlen die schon jetzt ins unendliche reichen

wir verneigen uns aus Dankbarkeit

für all die Wärme all die Zeit

die du uns täglich schenkst

wenn du für uns bist wenn du an uns denkst

wenn du uns gehen lässt vermisst und dann wieder emfängst

wie damals- als wir vor Glück benommen

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sind endlich bei die angekommen

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Elana:  Mit dir kann man im Regen tanzen

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Mit Dir kann man im Regen tanzen

frei und wild sein

wie ein Kind mit Lederranzen

lauthals rausschreien

das es doch im großen und ganzen

wunderbar verrückt ist hier zu sein

Du gibst den Dingen tiefe  Farben

mit deiner Art sie gern zu haben

Du Hauchst den Orten Schönheit ein

Es tut so gut mit Dir zu sein

Ob, ungebremste Euphorie, Freude, Frust, Melancholie,

Bleibst Du du und immer die,

die wir tief ins Herz geschlossen haben

Die wir an langen Regentagen

ohne zu lange verzagen

zum Tanze bitten

Und inmitten

all des rauen Graus

holen wir die Wachsmalstifte raus  

aus dem zerfransten  Lederranzen

Mit Dir kann man im Regen tanzen

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Ralf

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You are a rock, an island, a mother-tree, , peacefully surrounded by the waves of the vast sea. your heart is wise and young, sweet humor on your tongue, sometimes dreaming sometimes waking, courageously breaking walls and limits you yearn and seek for truth, in your heart you gently hold the youth, In support, in care and invitation to step into their fullest creation. There is wisdom, there is healing in your voice, in your choice to stay true to your purpose, to be in joyous service to your children to the earth, you dare to embrace your never ending, trembling birth.

in collaboration with the last and the next generation, in gracious participation in the co creation of a collective transformation

filled with celebration and dedication to feel the fullness of this.

To cultivate collective consciousness. 

you have special bliss.

let's dare it and kiss 

the bird in the flight 

and admit

that you

can fly 

with

it

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Juli

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you explore you do not ignore the whole variety of colors behind every single door diving down to find keys 

to get back to the crown

and open doors to new dimensions, 

taking beings on your wings, to let them see those things you see. connecting shore and sea with authenticity, bringing spirit into form bringing ideas into shape you share your unique reality.. finding yet another key, for the entry on the back, you know it is no step back to approach truth from a total different track. you know no lack. you face abundance, embrace existence without resistance in your face ever lasting peaceful smile. at times you go wild in immense speed you cover mile & mile if its sunny, foggy raining, You don’t know no complaining, constantly gaining new life skills and qualities, awake for possibilties that unfold suddenly 

as your burning feet 

cross realties 

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Brotherman Felix

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Clear, strong, wild,

the wise elder, the playful child,

the deep thinker

the truth sinker

tremendous gifts inside

your mind a castle of crystals and silverlight

birthing miracles overnight

bringing light to meaningful landscapes inside

sharing your insight

inviting for a bright lightening,

to overcome quite frightening fears of unknown territory

of mystical mystery memory

reminding us in dignity

of integrities melody

That we are  cosmology,

how wild and free and naturally we are.

continuously connected to your Star

you're going so far

to find intimacy.

in vulnerability

with the ability

to give all energy

to the integrity

of  our true identity.

constantly seeing

that in between lives a being

constantly caring

for this world that we’re sharing