Dream Big

Dream Big

There you are, maybe, again, or at last

The wonder, the miracle, the match for to be

Could you be real, just to stay a little while forever

Or is it another challenge to test me, to be finally free

Good Lord, you know best, who I am, what I’ve been through

I’ve had way enough of the lectures of life for my taste now, you bet

Nevertheless, I know there is always more to learn, to discover, reveal

Nevertheless, I’d rather do not live another experience of grief or regret

I have come a long way to be here, to be aware, to be who I am to be now

That doesn’t mean I haven’t made stupid things, mistakes, foolish stuff

It does mean though that I’ve learned a lot, went through some hell

Went through a transformation, have had oohs and aahs enough

You ask me, could or would you have me just for your own

Honestly, I can say you couldn’t, neither would nor will

I just belong to live itself, love the whole world within

My heart is not "possessable", it’s independent, still

Still, I long to be connected to, I long to care

Still, there’s a place I’m looking for to be

My home, my heaven, my safe haven

My wonderful homecoming in me

I’m some exhausted to think

I’m not good enough, why

Hold under by complex

Behaving lowly or shy

I am rich as heaven

The kingdom per se

Not perfect, all right!

So what? Hey, hurray!

Wouldn’t it be hell for you

If I was, if it happened to be

Does it not make you human

As well, doesn’t it set you free

Hence, choose wisely your desire

Consider the angles you can accept

I do not intend to be used, tested, lost

Damned sure though I want to be kept

We’ll see if I will feel safe enough to give

Myself completely, maybe for the first

Time - it seems to be a good timing

Grand, maybe it will even rhyme

I am no kind of idiot, no fool

Furthermore, on that I plan

Please, be so kind, and nice

Appearing just wham-bam

On the other hand, I waited

This whole life long and ago

Some all is left yet, I'm glad

Maybe home we go, “Hi ho”

HC_Thiesgen

March 25, 2020

5:51 PM (CET)

Gestern war mein Bett

Gestern war mein Bett

Gestern war ein Schritt nach vorn

Heute denke ich gern daran zurück

Gestern war das Leben eine Droge

Bewußtsein nunmehr das Glück

Gestern war alles willkommen

Zum Vergessen, zu verlieren

Heute gilt es zu gewinnen

Ohne alles zu kapieren

Gestern war wie heute

Nur schwerer, karger, leer

Heute ist schlichtweg heute

Nur leichter, praller, mehr

Gestern brauchte ich vieles

Heute vieles mehr, nur dich

Gestern war ich verloren

Heute finde ich mich

Morgen ist mein Anfang

Der heut’ zu beginnen scheint

Wie die Sonne durch die Wolken

Die Vielen, die Lächeln vereint

Heute geht schon vorüber

Wenn auch schneller als bevor

Doch statt einer schmählichen Tür

Offenbart sich immer weiter ein Tor

Heute ist schon morgen

Stück für Stück, ich, du

Heute immer wieder

Heute immerzu

Immerzu, ferner, feines

Rührung, sanfte Berührung

Immerfort, fortlebend Reines

Kraft  ‘mächtigerer” Führung

Du bist mein kleines Apfelbäumchen

Mein Same, meine Wurzel, mein Gedeih

Mein Gestern, mein Heute, mein Morgen

Mein Hier, mein Zusammen, endlich frei

_Written circa 2000.

SPIRITUAL JOURNEY

SPIRITUAL JOURNEY

You better not get lost all in your mind

Actually, it can’t be trusted - not at all

Direct you to a blank site most often

Then, stay there to be here, don’t  pall

Life wants you to be not too much to me

Wants you to fit a fortune in anything that is

Wants you to go for which nor I nor you can be

We just linger around for a while until the final kiss

I am your mirror that’s what I am, but not just me

Anybody else is as well, if you want to be seen, see

Though if  black or white may frighten you away

Take in all them colors, all grey, too, as eternity

Spiritual journey, what does that even mean?

Where do I go? What do I go for, or when?

Nowhere. Nothing for. Just for all. Now.

Be empty. Be full. Be the space. Be Zen.

Don’t call me “mylady”, or however, baby

You’re neither my brother, nor my “mister”

I am you, you are me, we are one, can’t you see

No wave in the ocean, just drops, each in a blister.

Pop it, drop it, let all the cries of naysayers just die away

Turn off, them hurries, them plans, them futures, awake

You won’t be numb, you won’t be nude - or lost in time

You will be found, will find, fond - for God’s true sake

I heart your style, your shyy little way, certain ways you interact

Your hair, your smile, the cute dimple in your beautiful face

I like that state of consciousness, the vulnerability apart

The awes, the wonders, but most of all that grace

That grace of understanding, highly alert

That grace to surrender, to trust, to respect

To allow to learn to be in alignment with the

NOW - not really let go again, mind, no reject

I’m on a spiritual journey, never thought I would ever be

I’m on a spiritual journey, didn’t think about it once or twice

I’m on a spiritual journey, maybe I even already arrived where at

I am supposed to get, or I still need to explore deeper and higher skies

I know that much, I feel healthy, I feel safe

I’m free in the realm for the beginning

And, even though I’m steadily losing

More like feels like steadily winning

While trying to get to the point

I see there isn’t any to be seen

While trying to be someone

I get it that I’ve never been

Now, close to be noone

I can feel someone real

Not really to fit into

Even so, to appeal

Even so, to admire

Even so, to be true

Even so, to be it

See it through

HC_Thiesgen

Feb 18th, 2019

5:28 PM (CET)