constant ebb and flow
ocean of opportunities
beyond our earth plane
field of consciousness
tap into the vastness
larger slice of life
awaiting patiently
for each and every one
steady progress forward
into the future realms
once all else vanishes
yet the soul remains
blessed to be here
materialized and alive
fabulous episode
fleeting moments
cherish the given
the free gift of life
embrace the magic
of each single breath
Poem ‘Opportunities’ read by the author. Access for subscribers.
heat of the oven
coolness of ice
mighty connection
to be precise
start a journey
end it on the path
life in time and space
enjoy a bubbly bath
the wind turns heads
ruffles a few feathers
who loves wholeness
stopped using leathers
count your blessings
having one too many
black cat across the road
already lived her twenty
string of pearls
tiny little sands
over time persistence
nature understands
create your joy
find a happy heart
chance to succeed
is high – if you start
Poem ‘Across The Road’ read by the author.
your destiny in a blue ink
spelled out on a bathroom sink
stoics without feeling
undergo a distant healing
see through what we all do
living in a human zoo
locked in a mental cage
fast forward our age
in captivity restrained
to the news box chained
wash your hands we do the brain
backed by science to explain
seeds robbed out of plants
no bees so pollinate by ants
your fear is our long term gain
to feed you bugs as a main
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fancy fascination
with the form
of the earth
is it round
is it square
perhaps a triangle
merely observed
in distant vacuum
as blue object
hanging in space
our senses far from perfect
our mind a born liar
our science based images
assume a sense of certainty
and then those who
don’t swallow that ball
searching for difference
being the odd one out
the argument is hot
is it not
the topic profound
meaning a lot
the base of western society
rooted in continuous data
poked out of the thin air
whoever wants to fight
the windmills of Don Quixote
is gently yet surely crucified
then barbequed at stake
all in the one lifetime
the truth is not too obvious
that those who fight for it
the point is not
the shape of the earth
it is the fundamental ideas
forming our societal beliefs
which would crumble to the ground
should we pick a different stance
based on science
we can trust perhaps
or maybe not
will we ever learn
to be simply happy
to still be alive
settling the argument
with no further agenda
to change or to destroy
to quarrel and argue
to conquer and fight
is that a too far fetched
reality
i ask
