Unbroken
Holding a green
Felt pen in YOUR right hand-

Holding it up
Like a weapon

We start, and keep, and continue drawing
Green into people's hearts
To crack them open.

When your truth climbs out
Of you
When finally it slips out from your mouth
Escapes your throat -

If you expect
Everyone watching
This brilliantly frightening
Spectacle
To celebrate and to applaud with you-
Then rest assured, my love:
The only one your truth is
Looking for
The only sound she longs
To hear
Is your hands clapping
Your lips smiling
Your heart
Beaming

If all the world
Still plug their ears
Still shut their mouths
Still
Keep
Their
Eyes
Sealed-

YOU will not.

And clap, clap, clap
Echos the confident sound
Of your hands clapping

Echos back
From the tenement halls.

A trembling breath
in the cold night
and the little cloud that forms
in the cold air-

And then
for a long second
nothing-

Before-
in a BLAST and WHIRL of sound crashing
of bright light
flooding in-
it dawns on you-

The only thing
the
ONLY
thing
you ever have to do
is

be
Yourself.

Kind of like
Universe saying
(eyes rolling):
What in the world do I have to move
to make you trust

you must-
you must not fear
a single bit
what comes your way;

I throw
a bucket of
nature's best flowers
on you
I send out
my animal helpers
make them
approach and watch
over your steps

and however long it takes
until you trust-
believe-
and wake up with
a radiant clarity that wipes
out all gloomy thoughts
-
I'll stay
and watch
and
hold
your
hand.

A sleep
of thousand years or more
in warmth and stars and light
and before
night
was there-

A sleep so gentle
and so genuine

And yet such a huge
happiness
inside my heart
when you came here
and woke me up
to play-

How you said
take your headphones off
and how we walked
then ran
then jumped and laughed
so much-

And how I showed you
that just with a soft
and careful touch
you wake a sleeping flower
and make a million colours
reappear.

I want to write
a poem for YOU

who has suffered so much
who has seen
so much
and was- for so
so long-
not allowed to see

For YOU
who was always there
sometimes in a dark, dark corner
sometimes out
in the daylight and
dancing

Who never really left
just went
somewhere else in order
to survive

For YOU
who was there before my tiny feet
were touched by the doctors and nurses
before my mother looked into my eyes
for the first time
before I took my first
oxygen breath
before anyone could know-

For YOU
and for the fact
that you are with me
even in times where
I did not believe in
anything
when the waves came rolling so high
and the rain fell so heavy
and the storm blew so hard
I couldn't even
see the shore

This is for YOU
and for me
and to honor
the most beautiful
fact of all-

That it does not matter anymore
whether it is for YOU
or for me
because
we
are
not apart
anymore.

Thus he-
all sweaty and all marked by fights and time
-returns
another lily in his hand
that he now
stretches out
to me-

I see
the same deep
Everything
behind his eyes-

a spark-
a second

And a brilliant field
of purple lavender

Til then
it's time-

No worries.

A little fox,
two mice,
a white cat,
a chick
and a tiny bat

accompany
our way

and even if we stray
again

they'll find us

and- with paws and fur and tiny noses-

redirect

our clumsy
human feet.

And then

I lift my arms
or else
my arms are lifted

the spinning

slows

and
what?

I took a blow
right on the way
but take it in
with gratitude
or at least
I pretend
to be okay

No, Honey,
I am not yet used
to what you say
is my most normal state-

I hate if you speak like
it's all so easy-

If you don't love yourself
I'll seek thee
And rush down into you
Because it hurts
It hurts
From
Every
Pore-
Just like the same
To me.

If God knows what
Is written all over your face
And if you stand
Outside my door
Your shoulders down
And tears clouding your vision

I am going
To embrace you -
Nothing else.

You run
And run
And run
And yet you tell us not to go away
And keep us close
With less then just a wink
Of the eye.
Has no one ever told you
How messed up this is?

She frowns and looks
at me and says
hold hands
not fists
don t clench your teeth so.

All foot prints
carry
light

all floors are
steady

If you find them

A spark glows brighter
if you let it

Everything
lights up
everything else
at the same
time

We close our hearts
at first
cause it's so bright

The light is frightening
much more
much more than darkness

Nothing is nameless
anymore
and at the same time
carries the same name

My heart is Yours
and with me
I take your pain as if it was
my own

And You know what, my Love?
And gladly so!

You see
Three old men
Sitting on chairs, smoking and
Having a coffee in the sun
And say
These lazy *******
Not realizing
That you are the lazy one
Who lets his freedom,
Voice
And love
*******
Out of fear of
Taking
Responsibility.

it can be
to make others
REALLY talk to you.

I hate how I
think and think
in my head
if you
love me

or just loved the feeling of
being in love

I should know you
and myself
better than that.

I woke up
raging
inside fire

that desires to come up
and out

Be loud
be  L O U D
and be allowed to do so

Ah this fire

He dwells
and sits just at the shore
and frowns
at his own image.

A pilgrimage he has experienced;
a journey, sometimes with, sometimes without good friends

And off all fences and all walls he jumps
and always will.
Though dark his skin and dark his eye

his name shines just a thousand times
for that.

'What if he's stuck
and no great help is kicking in
to help him?"

Is this your mind
annoying you again?
Is this your artificial voice
blocking your sight?

I might just get a little furious right now;
I tried and tried so hard to teach you
that-
if there is a truth-
that it will reach you

Your ears be closed
or not.

The paper boat
drifts off and catches
speed again

It's little paper walls
all soaked
it heaves
and heaves itself upward the stream

then turns

and in my hands it burns down all the fear and grief
and dries itself just with the fabric of my sleeve

and we walk on.