Die Freude des Loslassens

Ein Gedicht:

Wie schön.

Wie schön ist es, dich aufblühen zu sehen.
Wie schön, dass ich das annehmen kann.
Wie schön zu sehen, dass es dir gut geht (auch mit einer anderen/mit anderen).
Wie schön.
Heute ist es mir gelungen, dich loszulassen-dich sein zu lassen.
Weil wir nur das sind: Frei

Möge euch allen hier das Loslassen leichter fallen als das Festhalten.

:):)

Schöner Thread Caro Danke

Danke für euer "Danke":)!

Das ist ein schöner Thread-Titel. Ich würde mich gerne mit was Geklautem beteiligen, zwei Liedern eigentlich, von Sylvan, Farewell to old friends (Pt. 2) und Farewell to old friends (Pt. 4).

Pt. 2:

I went on a journey to distant galaxies
The reason for my travel were black holes that I'd meet

I could barely make out the earth I left behind
Some would call it coward but I have called it wise ... desperately wise ...

Way above the dark clouds - here I could avoid the rain
And it was beyond doubt it would suffocate my pain

In my iron rocket, searching for a golden sun
I could not conceive that I was actually on the run ... not an easy one ...

The old man then cut my dream as he started to talk
Of old times and tyranny, of bombs and of war
He spoke of a different world and his eyes were so wise
That moment, so valuable, made me realise ...

Learn to let go - don't endure it in vain
Know that a rainbow follows close upon rain ...

Far away we travel, but it's here where we can find it inside
Farewell to old friends but a welcome to life!

Learn to let go and find - don't endure it in vain
Know that a rainbow can never arise without rain ...

Far we expect the sun - but right here it will hide
Farewell to old friends but a welcome to life ... that's a reason to survive!


Pt. 4:

I miss your grace, miss your sight I miss the friend and your guide
The way ahead, your trace behind ... I wipe off the tears, move on to find

After the rain and down the road ... Out of your pain flowers will grow
During the night while you wait for the sun
Look up to the sky for a new day will come

Though it grieved me, it hurt me, still sometimes I cry ...
Though not easy I finally agreed to say good-bye

Learn to let go and find - don't endure it in vain
Know that a rainbow can never arise without rain ...
Far we expect the sun - but right here it will hide
Farewell to old friends but a welcome to life ...
... that's a reason to survive!





(Sylvan sind unfassbar unterbewertet!)

Tolles Thema, das nicht einschlafen sollte
Warum tun wir uns mit dem Loslassen so schwer, warum nicht mit einem guten Gefühl, gar Freude?

Klingt auch nicht gerade beschwingt, was der Meister seiner Verflossenen ausrichten lässt....



Vielleicht eher rheinisch:. Mer muss och jünne künne!