<< 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