<< Terug <<
WONDERFUL REALITY
(a voyage to openness)
I hadn’t the slightest idea
that it would be so strange
I stepped into a molehill
in the wood and then slid down
to Middle Earth
Was taken by a stream of mud
and thrown before a silly man
who stared at me
He gave a map of neighbourhood
a little mark the place I stood
I disappeared in funny walk
But where to go?
All was unknown
I was so tired and alone
Just lied down to ground below
I heard some snoring in the air
something was sitting down somewhere
No human being, no bird or a deer
She caressed my cheek with a leaf
because she had petals, no hands in her sleeve
With branches, no arm
I asked in alarm:
What are you doing here?
Rhetorical questions?
She blew in my ear
You must know that I
am the First Fiddler here
She raised a tornado
and took my bravado
I rolled and I rolled and
I rolled ever on
I arrived at last…
I stand and stay in this play of life
I hold on, I let loose
And so my gut feeling will speak
In the now and here, the whole and all
I am effectively myself
I give room to craziness
that touches me so now and then
and love the very tiny things
that escaped me too often on wings
I arrived at last…
in this play of life
the life that’s never boring me
I prefer to share with mates
my creativity
to travel together to eternal goals
in the wonderful reality
of the earthly existence