there is so much to do
and nothing gets done
with an overloaded mind
mental fog
lacking structure
step by step
where to start
when all seems
to be important
write two columns
one for things you can do
one you have to get done
sort out the priorities
on the first side
and leave the rest
universe has your back
choose your tasks
trust in its help
and it is so
the silence, the emptiness
caressing the mind
here and there random
thought form, impulse
a wave of bliss
passing through
softly
alertness one moment
close to sleep the next
stillness unmoved
just the slow breath
lifting the ribs
feeling of nothingness
connected to the whole
falling
inside an eruption
fire flowing
in a stream
no resistance
freedom
instead
convoluted stories part of my life
a moment of silence then a roar
water gushing down the cheeks
all of a sudden burst of laughter
unexpected, unprepared, intense
something came out of a dark closet
transforming its dark corners
with its shine
calling it the light
delighted
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safe not sorry, I write my story
sitting upright I feel quite alright
rhyming is not in anymore
I read somewhere tonight
when one tends to be a herbivore
so I scratch my head in disbelief
now I could not imagine
to become a writer of haiku
words pouring out too many a line
in meditation there is no time
let me get out of the controlling mind
and let the words write themselves
without further edit
let us see if
anyone actually read it
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