Awakening

[Unseeking Seeker]

when aspect of us that is not
becomes good humoured
equal through highs and lows
feeling God in each breath
ego relinquishing all doership
becomes silence of space
in, within but not of the world
whereupon bubble bursts
that that never was disappears
then all that is is Self alone
which always was, is and will be
living light eternal within
now cognised in the waking state

Almighty Ocean

On a sunny day
i was lying on the beach
right there where the waves
washing upon the shore
erasing history
over and over again
showing
all just IS

On that bright day
i was laying there
felt cold drops
of the salty water
land on my skin
leaving numerous traces
the salt, like dried tears
showing history

On this beautiful day
i stood up and walked
into the mighty waves
of the bright salty sea
The ocean carrying me in
Billions of drops of water
washing my traces away
like i never existed

The golden sunny rays
carrying me
while sinking deep
so deep, within
Till light seems to vanish
water getting cold
Colourful fish and coral
Catching my breath

The dark getting darker
The cold to freezing
I surrender
while loosing my breath
Becoming weightless
I start ascending
The waves catching me
Taking me with their flow

Suddenly
there´s warmth
bright light
space everywhere
am i dead?
Or still alive?
My heart tingles
I awaken...

Evidence

Impossible to not believe
In the existence
Of the Soul
When reading the words
of a poem
written by me
(or is it by my Self?)
water my eyes

Sometimes
a poem
is evidence

Like
when laying on the beach
on a bright sunny day
drops of salty water
landing on my skin
eyes trying to follow
just one of the drops
though impossible
as all drops
somewhere
merge into one

Think
of a poem, being
one single drop
a momentum
wherein
the Soul
shimmers
Take of sunglasses
And get blinded
By the light

Momentum in a drop of water

When
in pain
Know
Ego is in overdrive

When
in love
Heaven
Is a place on earth

When
in silence
Ego
jumped in a hot air balloon
trying to ascend
with you

Know
Pain is Love
nothingness dressed up
Heaven in fact is silence
a blue fata morgana
mirrored by the eyes

So
Get undressed
Close your eyes
To put out the light
Stop thought
Only listen
To your breathing
Till all
merge into one
Love and Silence
giving birth
to Soul

[Unseeking Seeker]

B.e.a.u.t.i.f.u.l.

Thank you..

Partly understanding
my own words
They popped into my mind
so i must somehow
have a knowing
at least a tiny bit
partly understanding
though having no idea
how to live it
or love it