Hello again...
this morning I woke up and there was a poem for all of you in my mind,
or better, in my heart...
love
there is only love
nothing else exists
sometimes it seems like that
but only when I'm not willing
to see, to feel the truth
so it is up to me
only to me
to open my heart
moment by moment
sometimes it seems to be difficult
but only when I'm not willing
to see, to feel the truth
because
nothing else exists
there is only love
love
Dear Antje
ReplyDeleteWow, this poem is beautiful and it is nothing but the truth.
Thank you very much.
(Is there maybe one not to mutch,
5.line? )
Lots of love
Ruth
Dear Ruth,
ReplyDeletethank you for your words...
you are right, something is not expressed in the way I think about it, I meant, that sometimes it seems as there would be anger, frustration, Neid, Hass... but that's not really that, what it seems to be...
so,I only feel it when I'm not willing to see the truth...
so, the not must be there, but in the line above it is not easy to understand.
So, hello to America!!!
What would be the right words for line four??
Love to all,
Antje
I love your poem,it's so beautiful
ReplyDeleteand you just made my day!!!Enjoy your birthday-weekend.
Ursula