The holistic view

When I woke up this morning the word holistic kept buzzing through my mind. This poem was waiting for me. It had to be written down. It had to be written down today!

The holistic view

In the holistic view,
the bird flies ahead of me,
as the lighthouse shine his light,
in front of my feet –
the beach is a quicksand.

At a crossroad,
every exit looks the same,
and every signpost,
shows a different direction.

At the edge of a cliff,
I hope my wings can fly.
At the edge of my life,
I hope my feet can walk.

The difference is the same,
The elements are a unity.

In the emptiness of thinking,
the soul finds its way,
by allowing the heart,
to be its leader.

 

 

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