A walk along the beach ~Me

Dear friend, I can not write any poems today
So I thought we could go for a walk
The sun is shining, yesterday it was rain
We can be quiet, no need for Talk.

We can watch the wave find comfort in the crash on the shore
We can witness the shore come alive with the death of her
We can listen to the silent change of the seemingly dead beach
Who is the canvas of life for the water.

And in the foam lays the path…..

We can see the things that we can not touch
are still anchors in our world
Like the sky only exists
because the earth smiles up at it
knowing shes there to give rise to the world.

And on the horizon lays the path……


We can remember the joy
of the birth of the sunrise
And at nightfall, we can see
that in that very same joy
is the given, absoulte sorrow seed.

And in understanding them together, freedom lays.

As the night falls we can see the moon
Can we realize that the moon
can not see her beautiful self
except for the reflection in your eyes?
You see, you and her arise
at...the...same....time!


Something can not exist without dancing with the nothing.
Dance does not move without, it moves within.
Your own self is the Devine who is creating everything
By impartialy and cautiously,walking the path of nothing.

To create life, embrace death
To create joy, know the sorrow
To create Oneness, know yourself
To create something, do it from the unseen anchors in life
Do it from love and nothing else.

And that is walking the middle way path.

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My friend our walk has come to an end
and I bid you farewell
With just one reminder, if anything at all
May you remember ,to lead a joyous life
by embracing your sorrow.