Those moments of noisy silence

What is it that blocks my sense
What is this deafening silence

I probe for words or thoughts
There are none but some knots

So much noise yet no sound
Within or without nothing around

Heart is open, head gnawing to know
What is the lesson here lying low

I have opened my mouth big enough
Who do I turn to when feeling rough

What do I say when I ask for help
Do not have a story to the drama to yelp

There is no reason, still wish relief
No other responsible, probably some of my belief

Is there anyone else out there
Who knows this stuck brick in the head

I realize that the best advice I give to myself
Is when I am talking to others like myself

I better listen carefully when I talk next
For now maybe I’ll take a walk or rest

Unfolding our Passion

Unfolding our passion
Beyond the purpose
Of being visible
To those few who know us

Once this feels sensible
And seems possible
Opens up avenues
To step out of our comfort zone
To finally start to let loose
Inhibitions and limitations
The need for approval & gratification

Allowing expression
For the pure joy of it
Breaking open
From the fear of it

Your passion now brings you home
To yourself and your Being
Exploring the truths of You
Embracing all that is true to You
Doesn’t matter now who sees you
As long as you see You!

Whilst you learn to walk
And accidentally hit the wall
Do you go back to forever crawl?
What makes you then your passion stall?

Laugh it off, start over
Cry it off, start over
Accept help, start over
Demand help, start over
Love yourself, start over
Refresh and focus, start over

Keep chipping away at it
Even if only bit by bit
Extracting the nectar drop by drop
Find a smile if again you stop

Let yourself unfold your passion
Beyond the purpose
Of being visible
To those few who know you!