Anxiety before anxiety,
sorrow before sorrow,
word before word.
I think it will arrive sooner
than I expected…
Had I felt differently?
Had I known better?
That “thing” was imprinted
on the heart of each child
before it was forgotten.
The Z boson? A particle of God?
Inner awareness?
Lightness and compassion
screaming: keep going!
Forgiveness is a gift
for healing.
I prefer to withdraw.
Foreseeing the future
is too painful.
I feel safe in my inertia,
my comfort zone, not acting
but that intrusive voice
keeps shouting: don’t stop!
If it weren’t the fear of fearing,
sorrow before sorrow,
word before word…
They don’t bother me anymore.
For different circumstances,
I’m ready now.
Feb 25, 2025
Feb 25, 2025 at 6:59 AM UTC
Anxiety before anxiety,
sorrow before sorrow,
word before word.
I think it will arrive sooner
than I expected…
Had I felt differently?
Had I known better?
That “thing” was imprinted
on the heart of each child
before it was forgotten.
The Z boson? A particle of God?
Inner awareness?
Lightness and compassion
screaming: keep going!
Forgiveness is a gift
for healing.
I prefer to withdraw.
Foreseeing the future
is too painful.
I feel safe in my inertia,
my comfort zone, not acting
but that intrusive voice
keeps shouting: don’t stop!
If it weren’t the fear of fearing,
sorrow before sorrow,
word before word…
They don’t bother me anymore.
For different circumstances,
I’m ready now.
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