It was during autumn
When leaves like to fall
But I was wondering
How to rise and soar
Bright colours spread
It was celebration
Of death.
How can rebirth
Become possible
Without tasting the coffin?
Decay, loss and annihilation
Autumn held them all
But hope never left
My heart
Under the naked trees
I stood and
was hell bent to
see the flowers
bloom
Despair smiled
And hummed
with the migrating birds.
They promised to return
And I knew
I would wait.
The whirling leaves
reminded me of
the sacred circumambulation.
Was it necessary to surrender
To that force
And go into the wind?
I was restless
On the brink of
A new knowledge.
Then came stillness
And I was lost,
Engulfed by a new
Kind of numbness.
I felt like waiting
And filling
Nothingness’s call.
But I was
And knew
I was the vessel
Preparing
To hold
Love.
I dwelled in
Namelessness
But I had become
The Ocean
And I could
Not see the drop
I used to be…
