Waar ben je nu?
Waait wind wolken weg
ontplooit er zich een dieper
weten: vanuit een blauwe
diepte spreek je, zoals je
nooit gesproken hebt, en ik
luister, je woorden dragen
verder dan mijn lippen ooit
vermochten, en zo fluister
je mijn naam, je schrijft
in letters die alle wind
weerstaan: je blijft
bestaan
Poetry In Motion
Embrace
Power Of Flow
Passion
Womb
Enclosed I roam from star to star, I travel endlessly, I whisper and my breath unfolds behind me as a vale, a shooting star, a comet on its way and growing, growing with each lightyear passing by, O yes, there is much pleasure in this roaming , it is creation of a Master Plan and still this roaming is continuing, and when from time to time I reach the boundaries of my confinement, I feel a sudden shiver, as if some unseen hand is there to push me back, or could it be the vale behind that keeps on coming back, I wonder. So here I am, inside and out, no matter how the journey goes, there always will be worlds to enter and others then to leave behind, the roaming will continue , on and on, no ending, no beginning, so is the roaming in the Womb of Being, the cavern of His Master’s Plan.Mother
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