Do you remember

Do you remember when you left before sunrise?
We were sitting by the ocean.
There was freedom within and around us.
Lightness.
We said goodbye and you went away.

I stayed by the ocean watching the sunrise.
My heart was clear, vast, free.

I knew that my life was so rich
With you
and without you.

I felt that I could never lose anything.

You were always here - as I am.

When the sun kissed the ocean
I knew
I had lived this life fully and completely
Open and free.

And there were no traces
Within me
Only space

I said goodbye to that moment

When I stood up to dive into the water

I could feel how these spaces
Were filled with a substance
That we have tasted.

The Sun

How could have I not known
about this seed in my heart
placed there by the gods before time?

Your being
a sun
an infinite light
water
this earth has been waiting for so long

This heart
not knowing about its fruitfulness not knowing about its longing
yet listening again and again
to ancient tales
about this infinite sun

Your light
shining
as your nature
not even generosity one ray
of this infinite light

and my heart is birthing itself

Leaning from the inside ...

As tears are playfully moving around my eyes singing their song
of rivers
waterfalls
and gentle creeks

My entire body is tasting
the sweetness of life
from within
leaning against the membrane of my skin

silently
lovingly
inviting this layer to stretch a bit further to expand

silent joy

This sweet and deep feeling
of leaning
from within
as life
enjoying its body
yet knowing and being the beyond

This body
and the beyond

This love for all layers of existence
and for this place
where
I am
now

ONE

appearing disappearing
one
at the same time
one
.
.
carried by the winds
ever trusting
.
.
space all around and within
.
.
one
whole
infinite
always already known
.
.
do you hear the silent whisper of your wings?

Peace Poem

space
peace
my belly full and empty

dropping into the depths of depth

peace. darkness. light
all one
inside

galaxies being birthed within
dying
giving birth

deep peace
being one pulse
one pulse
one pulse

being many pulses, all pulses
pulsating at the same time

all in one
surrendering
this deep peaceful joy
in being the substance of life itself
resting as this
and as the beyond

swimming up to the surface again
newborn in wonderland

again

the malleable texture of this existence
in awe

swimming to the shore
wondering
why am I not always in awe?

and then I might forget again
till the next time
when I find myself within the depths of the infinite ocean

resting

resting

resting

space ... peace my belly full and empty dropping into the depth of the depth peace darkness light all one inside galaxies being birthed within dying giving birth deep peace being one pulse one pulse being many pulses, all pulses ... pulsating at the same time all in one surrendering this deep peaceful joy in being the substance of life itself resting as this and as the beyond swimming up to the surface again new born in wonderland again the melleable texture of this existence in awe swimming to the shore ... wondering why am I not always in awe? and then I might forget again ... till the next time ... when I find myself within the depths of the infinite ocean resting. resting. resting. Music: Erdbeerfeld * Susanne Feld & Sascha Wild 2008 "Stille" from the Album "Konstruierte Welt"

As all of that

as all of that

and beyond the I am
and as the I am
and beyond this body
and as the wholeness of this body
and beyond feeling
and as feeling
and beyond this humanness
and as this whole human beingness

...

and beyond the silence
and as the silence
and beyond the light*love*energy
and as the light*love*energy

...

I meet you
to give from beyond and as all of that
to receive from beyond and as all of that
to meet from beyond and as all of that
to share and
to just play ... as all of that

to meet all of this in you.
in love, as love
... as all of that.

Another Poem for you. By me, Susanne www.susannefeld.de Background Music "Kleine Dinge" by Erdbeerfeld. www.erdbeerfeld.org

Beyond and as This

It's beyond the behind that
It's all within that

It's inside and outside at the same ... time ... is bending, stretching, unfolding and folding, collapsing, falling deep in the infinity of the nothing ... smaller and smaller ... vaster and vaster ... left in one. As one.

Exploding into this, which has already happened.
As this, which has already happenend. 
Birthing the play of forms. 

This ... 
Deep deep inside ... embedded within the nothingness of every cell of my body.
Here. And there. Structure ... energy. The play.

Always known. Again forgotten.
This play of forms ... This I am, we are ... is.

And even if nothing is true of what my words are pointing towards to. 

I am this. Somewhere. Here.
A particle and all of it.
As this I am participating.

Beeing. Meeting. Loving. Contracting. Playing. Seeing.
Creating chaos, being it. Creating beauty and awakening sparks.
Remembering, forgetting.
Being this.

In awe. Again.

Foto by Ralf Hiemisch