Not the way it is,

only the way it happens –


my life is okay.

Wild waves, the shore comes

close, it narrows more and more --


Then, calm, the strait.

My tears cannot wash

away what has happened, and --


everything goes on.

There is evidence

of what I had and did: signs --


of my existence.

Everyone sits still,

yet there are shadows walking --


around on the walls.

Stories that end well...

well, there really aren't any --


There are no endings.

Dozing, I vibrate

along with the world outside --


A leaf in the wind.

The road makes a loop,

men with bikes are peering how --


everything comes back.

The fall draws me
.....as the view drew me
..........along many landscapes
...............and what I experienced
....................and learned along the way
.........................opened up many avenues
to new plans
.....new places, and
..........new people
...............new opportunities with
....................new insights
.........................and new acceptance
I remember everything
.....even more intense than it was
..........brighter than in the full sun
...............purer is my love
....................purer are my choices
.........................purer my desires
in the final fall
..........with less pleasure
....................and less expectation

and what I did not achieve
.....did not get and
..........could not prevent
...............dissolves in the sea
....................of eternity
.........................fall after fall

Outside is the earth, the life
of lungs, hearts and legs
Outside we experience the wonder
of everything around us
Outside we live the wonder
of who we are

Within is heaven, the creative soul
of our life together
Within we unfold
and we give the best
Within we are open
to what the world offers

Open, I let
the outside in and
the inside out
like a stream
Open, I am
I receive and I care