In the fragility of the sacred
of life
it is in the healing
the battles end
in us
holding space
for what is not to be forgotten
the eminence
of love
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For what is not to be forgotten
Connection of fragility
And once in a while
when this world seems so far away
from the reality I am in my core
I allow myself being saved
by the beauty of it all
in all its dimensions
as tea drenched fabric wrapped into something tangible
the poetry of tears falling down
painting life into me
calling back the stars
rocking me gently
like a lullaby
the evanescence of it all
yet knowing the unlimitedness of the galaxies inside
the evaporation of existence
the everlasting being whole
torn into parts
and once in a while
when the world seems so far away
from the truth
I allow myself being saved
by the surrender
kneeling down onto this earth
understanding the connection of this fragility
to the ultimate possibility we are
breaking open
unchaining
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To war with love
The soul knows
to war with love
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In all its connection together we stand
This is life
in all its connection
born in divinity
in the ultimate protection of love
and somehow down the lane
the diversions lead some of us astray
away from the source
of the belonging to all
and while we are wandering
some of us stop wondering
that every breath taken is a breath shared
sacred to the bone
a remembrance of home
even apart
a reminder
we are never alone
banded together
in the seen and the unseen
so never doubt you are heard
and you are felt
and more than this
you are loved
beyond all time
and all space
in all its connection
together
we
stand
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Healing
If I am to write about the struggles, the fights,
the ambushes, the bombs, the killings
I need words I do not want to express
the attempt in describing the utter horror
gives power to its pain
so let me share with you the stories of healing wounds
a flower laid down where our hearts go out to
the soft embrace from a savior
a candle lit in the dark hours
the hands from a friend reaching out
the opening doors by a stranger
pulling you in from harm
the light that enters the crack
for a brief moment only think about that
let this thought take you into the world of compassion
and know this is in you
and in this feeling of helplessness
look for the helpers in all world’s mayhem
and know this is you too
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Handing over to love
Tell me where do you hold your pain and agony?
In your heart?
Do you let it eat your body?
You retaliate it with your words onto others?
You release it and surrender?
Or do you let it devour you entirely?
Do you sit with it and think it over
and over and over again?
I hand it over to love
as love will love all boldly knowing more than I do
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