Weather of emotions

Our feelings are as fickle as the weather:
at times we experience sunshine,
under a cloudless sky,
then rain comes out of nowhere,
making our soul weep,
in darkness and desolation,
in frustration and sadness,
like passing clouds.

Sometimes a storm rages within us,
full of anger and hatred,
with hailstones in our hearts,
on selected victims.

Sometimes the weather vane swings
to the wake-up call of a seductive lust,
the search for body warmth,
mental closeness,
in love and in deception.

Sometimes we freeze under hardship and pain,
longing for a little happiness,
holding on to hope
to catch rays of sunshine
in wintry times.

Sometimes life blossoms within us,
grows in wisdom and knowledge,
a cycle of coming and going,
of taking and giving.

Changing feelings,
in shades of colour,
in the pulse of time and space.

Anonymous writer

Feelings in the wind of outward appearances

First we laugh
at certain situations,
but suddenly we realise
that there is nothing to laugh about.
We become sad and cry,
realise the seriousness of the situation,
change our feelings,
from one moment to the next
in the reins of rationality.

Oh man, your emotional colours – constantly changing,
like the wind changes direction,
like the chameleon takes on different colours,
we are guided by external impressions,
that move and stir our inner being
make us the puppet of outward appearances
control us, nudge us here and there

We should reflect on our senses moving us.

Anonymous writer