The moon is sleeping between the red east und the darkblue west
Between full
moon and half moon phases
Between
recording and dreaming
Between
yesterday and tomorrow
He appears every
night in different shape,
silver, yellow, reddish
And obviously
wanders through the world,
from Berlin to Java
From the island
of the rising sun
where you live
to the cold Europe.
Nevertheless,
the moon is always the same,
independently what we see,
the clouds or one of his various forms.
Like the light
too:
It strives
effortless through the universe,
and if we open our eyes we can see
the endlessly magnificient diversity of its
colours
The blinking
white of the snow in Germany, like diamonds in the sun, the deep blue of the
oceans,
the red of Javas blossoming trees
and the wonderful brown of your skin.
All that and
much more wonders of light are eternally present, and it does not matter
whether we remark or ignore them.
The same is true
for love.
We all were born
resulting from this magic force, from the joy of diversity, of the beauty, of
creativity
From the evolutions` call for love.
And within all
of us is the seed for non ending love
Which is simply present, like the moon or the light,
No matter
whether we remark or ignore it.
If we trust on
its existence,
If we trust that
its fruits are objects
to be presented to others
If we succeed in
give the Seed the opportunity
To grow and even
to blossom
Then we are
rewarded thousand and more times, endlessly more than if we pay attention to
the moon or the light.
Our senses
present us signs we did not know before
Emotions, we
never before remarked,
Colours, sounds,
tastes and smells
In a harmony
which formerly seemed to be impossible
We now can
admire the wonder of life.
We laugh with
the kids and the old people
We care for the
life sourrounding us, in all of its forms. We learn
to breath consciously to enjoy the air and each touch of a loved person in an
unknown intensity
And slowly we
begin to feel:
We belong to the
WHOLE
We are part of
the net of life
We never can be
kicked out of this net
Because energy
cannot disappear
It can only
change superficially
Like the colour
and the shape of the moon.
The former lonelyness weakens
And gives room
for a warm feeling of connectedness
Love is light
Love is endless
Love is energy
Love is life
Love is hope
Love is a really
new beginning