maart 14, 2012januari 1, 2013 Door Bout Vercnocke

Silence

And silence now is overwhelming… #buscrash #Sierre

And silence now is overwhelming, still I am carried,
     and to my wings your breath is life supporting,
even in deepest darkness your lighthouse penetrates
         and should it be the sun revoked its rays,
or oceans’ waves were nevermore to kiss the sandy beach,
    I know a harbour there, the homeland of my soul ~

beyond all words there is your kingdom,
beyond my grief there is your answer:

“Wherever you may roam be welcome here.”

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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.