let it come and go
let it shrink and grow
let it ask and know
let it shine and snow
let it be stuck and flow
let it arise and fade
let it be early and late
let it be shitty and great
what ever will appear
it has the right to be here
offer it the heart of your ear
let be bathed in silence
welcome it as your guidance
can you make space
take in its grace
give it its place
in the gracious composition.
can you fully listen
to the shadow within
beneath your shivering skin
beneath what has ever been shown
beyond your idea of unknown
beyond winds that keep on blowing
can we listen to what is hidden?
what we don’t yet see
and yet can we be
with it ?
in it ?
can we witness limit,
and trust the limitless,
can we hear through noise and violence
absolute silence?