On the road with Capuchin

Inspiration for Pilgrims - Poems on the subject of pilgrimage. I chose the spiral as my path because many people travel a long way before they can recognize HIM. This path is often bumpy and rocky, and often permeated by darkness. But precisely where the blackness shines deepest—where the darkness seems unbearable—the radiant light breaks into the soul. People may recognize and pass through the open gate into glory, where only love counts, only love exists.

But there are also people whose life path purposefully leads "through the heart." They walk with HIM—HE through us, and we with HIM—because HE IS THE WAY. Thus, I experience more and more the divine life that I can and want to bring to this earth—heaven and earth united in the Now. Where HE is, love arises. Where HE arrives, there is love. It is a sublime grace when God works through a person and allows good to happen. In this moment, a person passes through the highest:

With you
The melody you sing by my side,
always sounds new
as a song from distant, rich times:
from where we both come from
and to where we now want to go together.

Your love does not let me go blind in love,
No, it makes you see like never before!
It opens my eyes like nothing before.
It expands my boundaries and lets me step out boldly
with dreamlike certainty day and night:
new freedom, new possibilities, new wonders
and above all new transformation of my being
by walking hand in hand with you.
What is abandoned returns - as a gift.
The inconspicuous becomes so important - through being together, for one another.
Everyday things shine in magic - like in a fairy tale
and yet is reality - on our path.

I hold your hand tightly without holding you.
I grasp you as I am grasped by you
and let yourself go again and again, just as you don't tie me up.
So we float like toys - kites,
tied up and yet free in the wind
towards the eternal.......

I hold you so light and loose,
that a breath of wind can tear you away from me.
Space allows duality and creates unity,
provides the stage for the play of death and life:
full of depth, breadth, abundance, beauty
in being the same and different. As a love fool and love fool
we dance through the stage of life, the stage of the world.
We are so serious about play and fun
and smile blissfully happy in suffering and pain.

It was through your love that the journey began and never ends.
You put me on the path to true love
and on the path of service and sacrifice.
But the weeping eye dries and becomes bright
in the knowledge of traveling in community
in feeling your being with me on the same street.
From the bottom of my heart I thank you for your pilgrimage with me.

At your side I can move forward with ease and speed:

without the weapons and armor of a Goliath,
alone in the loose shepherd's shirt and loincloth of the Child David.
Nothing hostile can defeat me.
I no longer go astray among strangers, strangers,
but well acquainted with those who are familiar and what is familiar.
Solo walk on a sloping, narrow path
becomes pleasure-oriented rolling in company.
True pilgrimage arises, upholds and through
and leads to a safe goal through joy and sorrow.

And all the treasures, pearls and jewels,
that you scatter along the wayside
so that I can discover and enjoy them,
as heavenly provisions on earthly roads.
Way-finder and groundbreaking
is you yourself.

So I move lightly and nimbly, as if walking in a dream,
happily and confidently led forward.
Like a spectator and from far away
I perceive the life around me.
Un-real I stand in reality,
and my heart makes the boldest leaps.
I'm fit enough for this spiritual acrobatics in the midst of this whirlwind of forces.
And my heart feels so strangely tender like a soap bubble,
shimmering in all the colors of the rainbow
and carried up and away in the wake of friendship.

I am the drop of water that flows towards the sea:
steady flow in safe dams, along manicured paradise gardens.
The sounds of my “world organ” float eternally anew above the water.
The dance of blessed spirits invites me to the star dance.
So you are the wave that lets me, little fish, live happily
and at the same time the wind that lures me up like a bird and carries me.

I breathe your breath as you breathe mine.
I let my breath flow out fully and freely, you let yours flow out.
And so we may receive and give in the one out and in.
And in our breath the breath of God's Spirit blows on and on.

So we climb Jacob's ladder joyfully and enthusiastically
We move floating up and down on delicate rungs,
always in a healthy tension of blue, yellow and green.

And so we come to the crystal sea full of light and love.
What a delightful swim, what a bouncing up and down!
Fully alive in myself, I do not make waves,
Rather, rest completely safe as in you, so in me and we in HIM.
We simply bathe, blissfully drunk, in the water made up of pearls.
We were able to leave the safety of the shore,
and we may penetrate into ever wider expanses and deeper depths.
We gently touch the edges of the mysterious,
without exploring or revealing it.
My cheerful courage, my spirit of adventure and my longing for the absolute grow with you at my side.
And if pain arises, I perceive it in the light of your compassion
and consider him as a guide and channel for prosperity
Your and my growth in the right direction.

Glory of Creation
The loud roar of the torrent,
the gentle caress of the winds,
the jungle's lush halls,
the song of the nightingales,

The lions roar and hiss,
the fire mountains smoke,
the sea's lashed waves,
the storms rage and rage,

The glacier pure springs,
the lakes' blue waves,
the desolate, dry heaths,
the lush green pastures,

The fresh breezes of the heights,
the flowers' melting scents,
the light's brilliance and flickering,
the evening glow,

The vines' lively struggle,
the pure splendor of youth,
the fine weaving of love,
the spirits' high floating,

The mighty cloud towers,
the lightning, thunder, storms,
bowls full of rain,
the sun's golden rays

are a full harmony,
just a sweet melody,
are all works of your hand,
that almighty goodness invented for us!

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But:

What is the earth with all its splendor?
Compared to the sun, it is like the night.
Come sit on the light's horse,
Fly with me through the heavens!

From star to star, from sun to sun,
and look and be amazed at what God has devised!
Millennium-long flight achieved
the smallest part, fades, fades.

A drop of water in the vast sea,
a grain of desert sand, no more,
represents our Mother Earth,
who bore so many children!I love you, Way
I love you
you rocky path,
you don't let my foot sink

you bumpy road,
you constantly challenge me
you ascending path,
you lead me up to heights
you sinking path,
you guide, accompany to the depth

you narrow-gauge path,
you take me out of the crowd


I love you too

winding path,
you open up new aspects to me

overgrown path,
you bear witness in deadly life

marked path,
you give me certainty in my search

paved path,
you let me recover after hardship
With him
He approaches with a springy gait
the two in a dragging step and sad trot.
Will he overtake them and leave them behind?

He, a figure of light full of radiant luminosity,
and she, beaten, dull and gloomy, tired and faint.
He walks nimbly upright and with full swing,
and she, bent over, oppressed and painfully lame.

If there is an encounter
these two very distant worlds?
Meet and unite
this sky-striker with the earth snails?

Yes! He looks at her, yes, speaks to her!
He asks about their soul pain and sorrow.
"We had hoped to rely on HIM
and now it's all over. He's already buried.
What is the point of life, what is the point of our faith, life?!"

At first only silence,
silently moving forward together on the same path.
Then he addresses the questions and carefully leads to the answer.
It dissolves doubts, banishes despair, awakens trust and intuition,
Step by step by her side.So the first place approaches
and the evening falls
and invites the guesthouse to stay
and invite these two to the companion