Category: Poems

What if ”we must” nothing? What if there is a will that cannot be willed? Surrender-ing

The type of human encounter you represent is an entirely new experience for me This way of conversing, of being with the other, of flowing into felt senses beyond words In your presence, pretenses become unnecessary There is no need to fear for myself and my inner world In your presence, I have a sense…

You are Lovable Don’t hold back You Look at Be with Love You You Don’t have To be Separate Be with You With Others Be with Others With You

In a way we don’t see our shadow and light For that we need each other’s witnessing and love

I belong within a quiet joy to Life itself For a second I see there is meaning

When I break open into myself I can’t help but bleed. I long to be held by one who loves me.

EYES She grew up under the gaze of those eyes. They became hers — and then mine. How do I hold myself in loving arms?

HERE I AM What I am is so fleeting and intangible. What I was is fixed and final. What I will be in the future I don’t know. I am more closely identified with the past than with what actually is. I am so much more than what I can represent to myself in words,…

SURRENDER Early morning. Awake, alone, lost. My life! My dreams? I pretend I’m OK, but I’m not. I’m bone achingly tired from the relentless game. I long for a place in the world where I belong without struggle. A place in the world of belonging without condition. A place beyond right and wrong, beyond all…

EN VISKNING I STORMENDet finns teckenlängs vägensom jag ignoreradeförstJag blev lärdatt bli en kugge i maskinenvi själva hargjort oss tillFöljer spåretkanske en dagkommer jag att vetavem jag ärMin röst ärblott en bland många— en viskningi stormen