Lurking in the dark,
evoking complex feelings,
memories of my old path
have at times taken me by surprise.
But today I was fully aware
and when they came I realized
the utterly sobering experience,
brought by those irreversible choices,
of finally discovering
who I truly am.
I once placed myself
at just the right distance
from people and things
and only then could I see
the vast web of dependence
of which all of us form part
and without delay I realized
that I need nothing more
than the acceptance and joy
of my bare existence.
There is theory,
and there is practice.
All these years struggling
to pursue a life
with some high principles
What have I learned?
Theory without practice
is just a phantom rainbow.
Forget all empty speech,
be joyful and kind,
make no harm,
forgive and forget,
and just live.
What a difference the gentle Sun makes
that everything under its rays
becomes gloriously alive.
Such is also the might of a worthy purpose
that dispels the gloom from our lives
setting light on forgotten paths
and inspiring those secret smiles,
perhaps so fragile and transient,
yet so pregnant of promise and love.
I know all too well now,
that I must keep the right course,
standing up and work,
so I can withstand the shadows
in case they return.
If anything there is
in this life to be desired
I am sure it is to become
that fully accomplished human
that our inner nature holds.
How could we not be genuine?
How could we become something else?
We are not made to behave as puppets,
bleakly painted paper figurines.
We are soul and flesh uniquely combined,
let’s open that big door and run,
into those vast interior fields
and let the exterior world take notice
that here and now,
in her full integrity,
a whole person stands.
I am not worried when an insane despot is voted to presidency
but I am rather unsettled by the mentality of those who gave him the votes
I am not worried that egoistic Machiavellian types so often get to the top
but I am rather enraged by the culture that engenders and encourages them to do so
I am not worried to pay with my money a few indifferent soulless civil servants
but I rather feel sorry for them for choosing such an empty existence
I am not worried to see so many uncaring people that are blind to injustice
but I am rather dismayed when those who say they care cowardly choose to do nothing
I am not worried about the Earth because I know that life will exist after this humanity
but I am rather already nostalgic for those unborn who will never see Nature in full
I am not worried that I might someday be ridiculed and victimized
because I chose to abide by my values, and live a life full of reason, compassion and joy.
And I am determined to continue doing so.
I locked my door from the inside
and entered that rich and silent world
where without tension and noise
I can simply be myself alone
without from outside imposed rules
or those frequent strange looks
never an outsider, always on spot
in the peace of my inner garden
there is a place I can call my home