Moonshine Sonata

When I walk over the hills at night
and the moon paints my shadow
in velvet colours on the moss…

When my eyes then
raise to the firmament,
and the Milky Way reflects itself
with silvery colours in within my heart …

When the light rivers in inside me
flood upward and the fill the space -
then the universe trembles in joyful refreshing …

Then I whisper your name,
draw you with my heart
and receive your light through the ether.

Then we rise over the horizon
of the wordly and terrestrial limitness
and dance to the sounds of the heavenly harp
we dance the dance of eternity…

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My Beloved Man

In the morning, when the first sunbeams kiss me awake -
you lie so peacefully sleeping beside me.

Then I regard the peace in your face,
your gentle smile,
the bowes of your tender lips,
the bowes of your eyebrows,
which span the ether like a bridge…
with the sparkling of your eye stars
under closed eyelids.

Then I feel the gentle pressure
of your shoulder at mine,
as your warmth wraps me.

Then your hands find groping mine,
holding in loving gesture…

Then you open your eyes,
and we see each other
and the river flows between us
which connects our hearts
at the full bloom of our love.

Then I feel so much carried and held,
so sheltered and coated
by the sweet one and warmth of the feeling
to be your wife.

© Regina Franziska Rau

Dienstag 26. August 2003
Hagen, Westfahlen

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Cosmic Dream

Elements lie fallow
unused energies use themselves,
become independent,
Waves in my head brake through, brake free.

Braking the stratosphere -
floating freely through the space
I see the fine border
between Being and Existence.

A fine silvery navel cord
connects the fötus with the ether,
well fed,
freely floating,
with no intention,
weightlessly...

Spheres touch each other,
merge,
expand,
consolidate -
breathe with the cosmic heartbeat.

Stepping into the space -
it breathes me in -
it breathes me out again,
it pulsates me,
it floods me,
it splashes me like a sunflooded brook
through the carriyng silence.

Pulsating, living silence,
flooding peace,
boundless space...

Limitness in limited thoughts,
limitness through limited dreams.
Limitness in limited acting...
releaseness in letting go -
in solving, untying and loosening...
in letting happen...

... in agreeing -
task in giving up -
accepting the horizon,
accepting also the boundaries...
becoming one -

Being one ...

© Regina Franziska Rau
July 2003
Hagen, Nordrheinwestfahlen

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I know the valleys,
the hills - and
die Mountains of your wonderful body,
of your loved face -
since so long,
and I do not get tired,
to visit them dayly
and enjoy your sight
from my deepest heart...

I touch gently over your skin,
each fold, each voult...
and my heart sighs from emotion,
sighs from the love,
which flows deeply from within,
when I think of you,
when I look at you !

And my heart bleeds,
when it feels,
how much you despise yourself,
all your particularities,
all your Uniquenesses,
denied in the hopeless fight
for the outward immortality...

because this immortality
only takes place from the inside,
when the spirit has freed itself
from the fight inside
into the trust
and accepts what is there:

then the love
between two humans
can unite without fear,
unencumbered, purely and easily...

then the love
can rejuvenate, carry and hold...

© Regina F. Rau
July 2003
Hagen, Nordrheinwestfahlen

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Once you where weighing me at your heart
Protecting me from emergency and pain
You took great strain for me
Your sorrows and your worries all where applied only for me.

You gave me great joy in my life
Your love has always accompanied me.
We sang and danced and sat in the grass,
But I know - it hasn't always been that wonderful.

The life-roundabout turned round and round -
The years often passed too fast.
I left your house and left you alone,
to be mother now for my own children.

You probably gladly would have seen
some of your advices done by me.
But I had to beat my own drum,
to walk my own way...
to understand myself and my own life better.

Today my children are grown up
and make their own jokes in life.
Memory rises from the past - and
I think of you and my heart is wide open.

My dearest mother - today I say this to you,
with your light you have pleased my life.
Today I can say to you with a happy heart:
let me now carry you for a while.

Let my laughter please your heart today,
and destroy your worried thoughts.
Nothing is so rare in our lifes
as the joy of life ever was.

This piece I want to give you today,
may your mind transform it to happyness.
To awake memories of a glad time...
yesterday and tomorrow - and for all time...

© Regina Franziska Rau

Dienstag 14. April 2003
Deggendorf

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