Inner Beloved

 

Here you are again
Nothing more to hide
Everything is out there, anyway
I am glad you are here, my friend

It is what it is
You know the truth
Yet,  here you are again
There is still love, my friend

Never truly gone
Not even now, at the end
End of the darkest night
Here you are again, my friend

Ready to be surprised
Ready to be found
Ready to be received
Ready to be healed

This is the day
Yes, this, is, the day
It broke through
You, broke through, my friend

Love is stronger than death
It is here
At the end of the line
Love is here, my friend

Taking a hold of your heart
Healing what ripped you apart
You know pain
You will know, love, my friend…

…and you will be free

Above Clouds

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As I walked into the darkness
I didn’t know my way
I came to this mountain,
considered hiding in its side
Yet, I was in for a peculiar hike
while having this talk with my Self

My feet found a ladder
Up or down, I didn’t know
But step by step I went
After the long, dark hike,
and a last, great climb,
I found a place above the clouds

In a sudden glimpse,
I had this view,
of an endless open space 
There I knew
not only more of me, 
but more of You 

Strangely enough,
it made me feel,
light and free, yes,
and very real

No Dream

As I am wandering
towards the light
I behold it
I circle it
In a daring moment
I step closer to it
I hold it
I embrace it
Now it’s even circling me
I cry, I shout, I scream:
This is not a dream

.

.

Ingen draum

Medan eg går
mot ljoset
betraktar eg det
Eg sirklar rundt det
I eit modig augneblink
trør eg nærare
Eg held det
Eg omfavnar det
No sirkulerar det rundt meg og
eg gret, eg skrik, eg ropar:
Dette er ikkje ein draum

Clown

A roar of rage within yourself
Explodes and bursts forth like a volcano
All headless and out of control
Takes its toll on others and yourself
All so out of proportions
A shameful thing it is
Breaks you down
It hurts to embrace the clown

This clown is a life you have known
In trying to find love and joy,
you have played this joker
Becoming a character offered mocking
In hiding this great pain within,
you had been cheated of early joy in life

Now when others cheat you of your right,
your anger great and wild, shows its might
Smaller things may get it going,
but now you see it in your knowing
This clown, was sad, longing for love
It drove you far and gone
Finally, you are about to sing a new song

Gifted with knowledge of this anger’s might,
it will help you escape its blow,
when left without your right
Now turn the angry burning upside down and crash it onto the stone
In the cracking of this clown let newfound joy rise from bone

The New

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Walking on the surface
of a deeper life within
I cannot find my ground
So where can I stand,
when the ground is gone
I cannot find my home

This is a time of disorder
My deepest Self is in hiding
I had to protect myself,
from the eruption,
that would have broken me
to pieces

My creativity is in the dark
The change has left me no spark
What to do
What to believe
I do not know
Where do I go,
from here

Hold

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You just felt overwhelmed
Did not know how to cope
or how to survive, this time
You feared the crash,
you feared the burn,
felt the dread for the place of terror

You wondered what to do
To put everything on hold,
or as a wise man said,
to hold everything

That was the choice you practiced
It was not very easy
nor simple at all, yet,
it was what you needed to learn
It was another chance to learn how,
to truly hold everything,
and let go, before you could live anew

Find Me a Bridge

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I was calling out in the wilderness
The sound of my shouts echoed in my bones
-Find me a bridge,
across this deep river
I was restless,
almost breathless

I knew I had to dive, if I wanted to survive
This river, this divide,
was not just something from which I could hide

I felt the water’s might
I went below
That’s where I found what I needed

I had cried out for this bridge across the river
Yet, only my heart and soul, could bridge these worlds
This is what the waters made me know