the irony of life
to live fully
one has to die first
the self lives a lie
in an illusory world
fed drama and fear
the reality of truth
the very opposite
pure love and light
live in the now
peel off layers
emerge anew
clarity awaits patiently
underneath darkness
merely to be awakened
oh, dear sourbread
what i would do for you
for you rise from dust
without added yeast
in my shallow sleep
i pray for you deeply
mornings i feed you
you rise to sky heights
for your rye starter
true love i feel
the flavour the texture
the chewy crumb
the combo of the dark grain
paired with precious liquid
time, the perfect substance
yielding the desired effect
i wait for you patiently
while you work the magic
you deliver every time
the manna of gods
blessed we are
as so little is needed
to satisfy our hunger
yet so very nourishing
as the saying goes
‘energy flows
where attention goes’
in life it shows
focus on failure
brings more of the same
change in behavior
uplifts the game
like a beam of laser
attention follows the lead
fear cuts like a razor
love brings all we need
to live the life we desire
clear vision we need to build
one that will take us higher
where we would feel fulfilled
our future is a present
gifted to us each dawn
let’s make it yet more pleasant
too soon we will be gone
silence wrapped around
encapsulating thoughts
providing space and time
to respond to observe
no need to react now
the right time appears
after an interval
allowing a fresh approach
more space on the mind
quietened internal chatter
peace spreads its wings
relaxing ambience prevails
enchanting and might
silent breath meditation
minutes merge into hours
time vanishes in a vacuum
beatific calm
