At times…

we find ourselves confronting the Judge,

who what is “right”, who what is “wrong”…

The thousands ways and choices disappear

in the Starry Night,

we are so small…

but Beings of Light

…maybe lost…

…maybe to be found again…

The Judge is killing,

the Judge is teaching,

it removes us from the Now

it tells Lies and Stories, at times the Truth…

… Rules and patterns we created,

what we did, and did not do…

how long did we forget to respect our own Reality…

and to listen to our Heart Voice…

Seeing our patterns is interesting and painful

seeing  our Prison is disturbing…

Destruction, reconstruction,

Spying on the Light…

Breath

…coming back Alive…

“who am I ?”

“what is my nourishment ?”

“where do I give, where do I take?”

There is a Sky above

and an Earth below,

honour the Temple we are in,

and remember our Souls…

We are here for some Time…

Living is a good Idea…