In a world increasingly driven by appearances, achievements, and self promotion, it becomes ever more vital to pause… and listen to the quiet voice of the soul.
The poem below is a heartfelt reflection, raw, unfiltered, and deeply human.
It invites you to look beyond illusions and return to the essence of who we truly are: beings capable of kindness, empathy, truth, and profound connection.
It serves as both a mirror and a call to action… to shed the masks we wear, to reclaim our authenticity, and to measure our worth not by what we possess, but by the love and light we bring into the lives of others.
Let it touch you.
Let it challenge you.
Let it remind you…
“I will never forget on how you have treated me,
one sweet day you will see.
I speak about honor, decency and pride,
and to find solutions and do what is right.
If you have unconditionally and kindly served me
and you eased my burden and nurtured my esprit.
When you did it with an open heart,
sort of individual kindness art.
The golden carpet might be rolled out for you,
when you get the “highest” review.”
The values on flat planet Earth are so rotten,
enlightened behaviour has been forgotten.
Narcissism, “me, myself and I”,
the values of the all-seeing “eye”,
are on the rise,
the influence of the dark in disguise.
Feel into your heart,
de-fine your own individual kindness art.
Love, empathy, honesty and a lot more,
let your soul soar.
Your eternal essence, whose voice you suppressed,
whose plans you did not address.
Do you give more than you take?
Is the intention behind it honest or fake?
Do you help the ones in need?
Who, for whatever reasons, bleed.
Do you reach out with a hand to those who fell down,
and maybe had a breakdown?
Do you forgive and contribute to peace?
All involved will feel much more at ease.
Do you share your surplus with each other,
do you appreciate the different view and life style of one another?
Do you stick out of other´s life and energy field,
do you still talk about others and ignore somebody`s protection shield.
Is your deed deriving from a pure heart and dedication,
despite being of a different nation?
Or are you putting up a pretending act,
what you do must be pure and unconditional, fact.
No, we are not all equal, that is a form of misconception,
this idea is a form of deception.
“I” (eye) am rich and studied hard for my degree,
look at my car and my watch, don’t you agree?
I am such a valuable member of society,
I am better, Madame White, what an impiety.
I am so beautiful on the outside, the perfect look,
I can get nearly anybody on my hook.”
You are nothing but a statist in an evil playground,
with artificial love all around.
You are running behind an illusion,
you don’t realize it, but you might be under total confusion.
Desolé, you are measured by your service to others, by your heart and soul,
being authentic and stop playing an artificial role.
Drop the mask and be you,
change your view.
Indeed you are an open book for the dark and the lovine,
so I invite you to re-define.
One smile, one compliment, a helping hand can entail miracles in motion,
with honest dedication and devotion.
“I admit, my physical holographic shell is not perfect, but hey,
my hair is starting to turn grey.
I have not much money on the side,
I am buying my clothes on the flea market with pride.
My heart is singing, so I have all that I need,
I am rich indeed.”
Spirit of White, Germany, 5.2.2025
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