`The deep sea` - 29th March 2020

The deep sea, silently on the move,

tuning up to the earth beneath.

Listening. Simply listening.

Yes, the sound of the wave.

Closing my eyes now.

Then I will simply let myself see.

What would be like to be?

Faith and delusion

as long as we are in the middle of walking

Full of oddly shaped stones in a pocket

That is the way how we move around.

Metaphorically, no matter which way.

Either way.

Peeling away those onion skins,

to re-ignite.

Not by adding-up, but by taking off.

Reconstruct, or penetrate.

It was there always, 

it was here always, within me.

For blessing