The art of letting go

If I continue this craving 

for you, I'm only paving

myself a road to misery,

that ain't no mystery.

Instinctively, right from the start,

we connected deeply from the heart.

Soon our relation changed its kind,

and become a battle of the mind.

While I enjoyed our immersion

in soulful flow, it led to aversion.

Now, holding on to hopes in vain

will just manifest some more pain.

Whilst your ego runs the show

I can only let you go. 

Keep breathing

Usually the city feels tense and gritty,
all dynamics firmly cast in stone,
busyness setting the overall tone.

Navigating by and through synchronicity
I slowly lose my blindness
and regain my kindness.

From chaos to order and back,
surfing the dark side of the moon,
dismantling the narrow cocoon -
just don't trip on the track.

The city remains tense and gritty,
but I don't scream and shout -
floating in tender tensegrity,
I just breathe in and out.