True

True to you
begins as truth in me

Truth in me
begins as Grace in me

True to who I am in essence
has never begun and has never ended

Truth is what I already am

Forgive

If you forgive someone, who forgives who?
If you forgive someone for something, what do you forgive the otherone for?

What is forgiving?
And when you forgive someone, what happens precisely?

If you believe that the other could have done differently than he did,
could have been different than he was,
could have known better than he knew,
could have been more conscious than he was,
then you believe that you know, beyond any doubt, that the other in those circumstances, in that moment,
could and should have done differently and could and should have been different than he was.

If you realize that the other did the best he could,
was who he was,
knew what he knew,
was as conscious as he could be,
then you know, deep in you, that the other did precisely what he could do at that moment in those circumstances.

If you realize that for yourself, you don’t have to forgive.

Then compassion comes on her soft feet, enters your heart and love flows unconditionally …

Branches

Even now in death
They still reach
up and up and up

Untill they shall fall down
in cool and damp moist soil

Upwards I shall reach
Untill I fall to earth

and I will never know
that I have ever reached …

Intense

Light falls through dripping leaves
seen by thousand drops of mist

It seems as if the breath of God
rustles through all the trees

There never was a time in which
the wood, the tree, the leaf,
were so intense
in me and You

There never was a time in which
You were
so intense
in leaf and tree and wood …

Pain

Fleeing is
keeping on living in the dark illusion we call life

Fleeing is
denying the pain that leads to life

Pain is
the portal that leads to Stillness …

Now

I searched for you in the past
and couldn’t find you
Not with the dead, in history,
Not in the old stories

I searched for you in the future
and couldn’t find you
Not with the living, in plans,
Not in new dreams

I searched for you in the now
and couldn’t find you

Realizing that
the now does not exist
That I always was
That I never was

I found me
Just like that
Suddenly …

Grace

 

Die to everything you think you are
Die to everything you think you want to be
Die to everything you think you should be

Die to your joy
Die to your sorrow
Die to your birth
Die to your death

Dying to everything
comes effortless
at the right time
as
Grace

Dying

 

Summer dies to fall and leaves the warmth behind
Sometimes there is a touch of summer still on a warm day
And then at last she breathes her last breath

Fall in her restlesness
sweeps branches and cuts trees
So glad that now the storm can have its life
and she can show off all her splendid colours

Then on her cold bleak feet winter blizzards in
And rests upon all creatures of the earth

When spring comes and the buds unfold
the circle round, and again 
life unfolds,
life feeds on life,
everything dies to everything
again, and again, and again …

God

 

If God is everything,
how can you prefer
this over that,
more of this,
less of that?

If God is everything
how can you want
the other different
than he is?

If God is everything
how can you not want it
when life, which is God, meets
death, which is God?

Effortless

What you think you want to be, you are already
And you don’t have to believe that.
How can you believe that
Which is beyond belief?

Not to be found outside of you,
Beyond thinking,

One time, what you think you want to be,
comes to you, effortless,
Unexpected,
Unbelievable,
Miraculous,
Simple …