You bravely
Appeared to
Soak up all the
Darkness
That I couldn't hold

Now I would really like to
Meet you
Fully
To greet and thank
And then free you

Horror sometimes
Seems to skip
A generation
Before it can be
Uttered and
brought to the light

An orange rose
floates
on the surface
and touches
your skin
something inside you
rises
then curls
before you hurl
yourself
into a wave
of heat

Meet me
here and now
to take
my hand
with confidence
my Love

Don't  hesitate
to put
both
feet
on our path

and walk

Come lift your gaze
courageously
and look
at the
horizon

Walk on
Look
up

If you're so quick
you'll have to stand and wait
until the snow around you
melts
and other flowers
show their little heads
to keep you
company

Til then
imagine
and await this
happy moment

There is a room
filled with
green light and fog
and it is
unconditional
and it is love
and we are there and you
ask me
what about things like
war
the kid that died
the crimes in 36th street
the beers and that
unpleasant argument last night
are they
outside the room?
I tell you
No
nothing's outside
the room
and if it is
it's cause
you put it there

She opens her eyes wide measures out
each and every form and shape and colour
one
last
time
and then
sets fire
to the wreckage
before she
decisively turns and faces
the future

I forgot the steps
In between
And thus the chaos, dear
Excuse me please
I'll fix it but i need
A hand in fixing
Look, here,
You know the work

The dragonfly
surrounds the well
and brings herself
quite to the center
then whirls around
radiates
waves that hit
the heart-
and enters

You come to me
in felt moments
little shivers
from the future
or what we call it
walk through me
take
my hand and comfort
the brave kid
that waits for us
in the past

We'll do this,
You tell me,
until the loops grow smaller and smaller and
finally merge and we all
meet
in the middle
to smile and share
a cup of tea
and sit in peace
together

Are you a reptile
age-old and wrinkled
but wise as it were
and super slow

Look
it's okay to me
cause I'm the same

Everything goes
a bit too fast
at times

Let's slow it down
and slow the pace
of everything
so that we can
enjoy it fully

See, my Love
sometimes it really
is not you
who fears the things
inside
Sometimes it's
other people
who do not like to be
reminded
of their own
homemade troubles
and of how much
they press the lid
onto the jar

Of how-
with all the force they have-
the hide their scars
because they think
they need
active protection

whereas
you feel

you want

to stretch out hands
and touch

A caterpillar and a butterfly walk side by side along a forest path. Another caterpillar passes by and looks at them, intrigued.
“Are you not jealous?” he shouts, before he can stop himself.
They stop and seem surprised. Then, the butterfly answers:
“Yeah, well, sometimes, but look, I can fly now, that’s something!”
Ashamed and more irritated than ever, the enquirer scuttles away without another word.
The butterfly looks at his friend. “Does he not know?”
The caterpillar shrugs. “Maybe not. Some don’t.”
“Well, someday he’ll find out.”, says the butterfly amiably, and they walk on.

Look at your
roots
with ruthless openness
then-
shoot up
into heights that make you
see
all colours
bright and shining

Glimpses
that nobody
verifies
and ice that's
see-through
though it cracks
slightly
underneath your feet

Breed your
ideas
they are
correct
though
premature

You're doing
fine

aura aura
drifting by
just a shadow
of the thigh
not a tiger
not of flesh
yet uncover
under vivid breath
my nature

If you were granted
just one single
colour
to see and keep and wear
for all your life-
which one would it be, asks the cat
rainbow, says the girl
and clap!
their hands touch in the
crystal air
for a high five
before they strive toward
the sleeping Cities