my prayer begins in the shadow
most intimate lover of my pain
destitute and abandoned
I lift my eyes in gratitude
broken and lost
penetrated by all evils
fusillated by every wound
still, I am here
now that all is lost,
what is left to fear?
there is calm in the dark
the silence of the undone
and from here, I make a vow:
to relentlessly carve out the truth
what can be given, I refuse
what can be taken, I let go
there is a whisper in my heart
that swallows EVERYTHING
deeply pierced by all of life
all of life, all of life
neither holy nor evil
neither alive nor dead
neither empty nor form
always right here
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Wat een prachtig gedicht Stijn!