Receptivity

Receptivity

Dark tunnels create new insights,
to matters previously unknown.
Where truth steps into the light,
preceding ideas fade in the darkness,
where they disappear out of sight.

Presumptions made in first impressions,
obscure an open heart, mind and attitude,
preventing fair chances from taking place,
and when the truth comes to light,
the fool comes out to make fun of us.

Beautiful diamonds can still cut through glass,
in one single flow they can make the heart bleed,
but the fragile vase that used to be broken,
will never be able to show its beauty again,
due to the glue that keeps the skin together.

Those who are walking in the light,
can easily hide the dark areas in their lives,
but those who stand in the shadows,
will never get the chance,
to show the light that they have to offer.

One moment can teach us many lessons,
one human can teach us many trades,
but one heart can change many lives,
when the mind is willing to open the soul,
to the unfamiliar and unknown hearts,
that are placed on the steps of our life!

Receptivity

The Flame

The Flame

Your feet dance,
a ballet performance.
In your orange dress,
lighting up the room,
you steel many hearts,
and wrap them,
in warm blankets.

My eyes search you,
when the night sets in.
On the music of the wind,
you dance the darkness away.
A heart of gold,
beats inside of you,
and all you want for the world,
is to be illuminated.

To many of you,
set a great fire,
where emotions are lost,
and goodness loses the battle.
Sometimes I wonder,
on which side are you?
Or do you dance,
for whomever wishes to see you?

To be controlled,
is only possible,
in the hands of the Father.
To be seen,
is a wonder on its own.
In His hands you are,
who you were always meant to be.
In His heart you are,
the flame.

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A wish upon a star

A wish upon a star

When a star falls from the sky,
my heart creates a wish,
for the soul she was born in.

The tight rope holds me up,
while my hands and feet search,
for steady ground to hold onto.

Layers of rock tumble down,
avoiding my delicate heart by miracle,
until the dark night sets in around me.

When light meets fear,
it drives out every form of darkness,
until dreams come to life in the dark night.

When a child is born

When a Child is born

The light breaks through in the morning,
restoring hope in the heart of mankind.
The swallows search for their food unhindered,
as the mist clears the sight in every mind.
Crisp and cold is the floor beneath me,
my breath makes clouds from this thin air,
as I marvel at the sounds singing in my heart.
Hope is born out of nothing else but love,
a love that is alive in every human heart.
Every new morning creates a new beginning,
every act of love creates a new chance,
and a new chance is the beginning of hope.
When hope is in the beginning,
written in the dawn of each new morning,
why then, do we search for it at the end?
When all hope is lost,
we cry out for the emptiness in our heart,
yet the hope from the beginning,
has escaped our fragile hearts.
When the red robin kisses the frosty ground,
and a squirrel plays in the winter snow,
a white world drives out every piece of darkness,
like the rising of the sun in the morning.
The song in my heart this very morning,
plays the melody of newborn child,
who laughs in the sight of innocence,
restoring the hope in my fragile empty heart.
In the night a child is born,
in the morning my heart will sing forevermore.

When a child is born

 

The infinity of love

The infinity of love

The heart shapes the leaf,
like love shapes the world.
Never-ending in its rotation,
it infinitely reaches farther,
and wider than any grain.

Against the wood,
love listens to the whisper,
of the soft autumn wind,
where devotion beats the heart,
of every living being.

The sweet maple syrup,
strikes the soft silky veil,
against the desert dunes,
in order to makes flowers grow,
in the dry golden sand.

The heart of love,
climbs every mountain top,
to reach the end of the road,
where red leaves color the ground,
and the foundation of joy is exposed.

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This is joy to me!

This is joy to me! 

In the deepest darkness,
joy is that little light,
pushing away the pain,
so you can move your feet.
Joy is walking on water,
where the deep black depth,
is far underneath you,
even though the waters,
still roar all around you.
Joy is standing on a mountain top,
where the difficult journey is behind you,
and the view reminds you,
that the impossible was possible after all.
Joy is the rope,
that keeps you from falling down.
Joy is the focus,
that keeps you moving forward,
for dreaming with joy,
instills a deep hope,
that gives you wings to fly,
in the greatest storms.
Born out of love,
joy is the light that feeds us,
with happy memories from the past.
Joy shows us,
that new experiences,
however difficult they are,
can be fun,
in the presence of loving friends.
Joy is an arm around your shoulder,
it is a tissue when you grieve.
Joy in the face of love,
is all we really need,
in a world filled with darkness,
this is joy to me!

This is joy to me!

 

What am I looking for within you?

What am I looking for within you?

What am I looking for within your eyes?
Beyond the recognition of my own heart,
the prophesies explain their stories,
until acceptance takes me by the hand,
and the world slowly disappears from my sight.

What am I looking for upon your lips?
The dry desert dunes have never spoken,
only wrinkling their skin as they please,
or may long to please in the sight of others,
until an oasis fills their mind with hope.

What am I looking for within your face?
The expression of art is a personal journey,
yet lost is the soul who looks too hard for treasures,
who allows success to become the master of his art,
for only in the acceptance of what really is,
joy grows into a masterpiece of self-acceptance.

What am I looking for within your soul?
Unless joy is restored in deepest corners of the heart,
the soul will always wander off to desolate places,
where the visible world becomes invisible,
and where one day the invisible secrets,
will reveal itself in an explosion of your once lost love.

What am I looking for within you?
I am looking for your love!

What am I looking for within you

 

 

 

 

Unconfined

Unconfined

Old words were written,
to teach me about myself,
in return I witness,
the child from my youth.

Imagination is used,
to face the truth,
in a world where angels,
are fairies with wings.

I carry a burden,
heavier than myself,
but in the water,
I am weightless.

My mind drifts away,
to unknown worlds,
where unknown places,
are ready to welcome me.

For years I have written,
everything I saw,
in countless words,
and endless sentences.

Today I see myself,
where my pink glasses,
are taken off –
reality is a burst bubble.

Yet unconfined,
my wings can finally fly,
and Your undying love,
is the only reality,
that is left within we.

Unconfined

 

 

A Magical World

A magical world

The falling leaves fly on the wind,
creating a magical world all around me,
where I can suddenly sense the unseen.
Like angels flying on the wind,
the yellow leaves find their place,
on the floors of a broken world.

As I sense the first winter snow,
my heart fills up with the scent of Christmas,
where an open fire warms my soul,
and a deer calmly walks through the first snow.
The winter forest is an empty land,
where the ending waits for a new beginning,
as children fill the air with their laughter.

My mind is lost in this magical world,
and quickly wanders off to unknown places,
in search of undiscovered bulbs of wisdom.
As I mindlessly dance through this magic land,
I find my laughter in the highest tree,
where a red kite is stuck in the bare branches,
and a million red robins are there to release it.

Where peace dwells on the lowest grounds,
love flies up in the highest skies creating rainbows,
where blue tits pick snowflakes with their beaks,
bringing them like small gifts to the ground,
where children receive them with the greatest joy.
In this magical world where everything is possible,
the greatest possibilities are brought,
to the smallest places on earth.

A magical world

Reflections

Reflections

The water evaporates into a mirage,
reflecting only what is seen from above.

Diamonds sparkle like glittering stars,
reflecting millions of rainbows across the sky.

One single reflection can change a life,
an outlook can be altered by one single glance.

In an oasis in the desert everything seems the same,
but through a magnifying glass it all looks different.

The way you look at things,
determines the course of your life.
But if you are brave enough,
to change the reflection in your eyes,
miracles will become water drops,
that nourish your soul back to life.

A reflection is merely a reflection,
until you are willing to see beyond the first view,
where miracles shimmer underneath the surface.

Reflections