who I become

only the ocean knows the deeps of its blues. the sky only knows the darkness of the unknown. yet the poet can be darkness, can be ocean and be the whole. this poem is part of a collection of 123 poems titled Becoming Human: a poetical journey

evening mood

there is a star at the centre of my earth. there burns a star in the middle of my universe. and stars are growing in the garden of my heart and when they get big enough I let them sparkle all around. can you feel the enlightened ground? a galaxy …

the doors are open

to take care, to be there. ​ to sing my song in silence, to heal the violence, ​ to be wrong, ​ to grow stronger together. ​ I will bring my heart a step further and open up to the great encounter. goodbye my fellow! not as cut flowers behind …