I’m Rambling

 Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings

I’m rambling, can I still love myself? 

I make mistakes, can I still love myself? 

I am not perfect, can I still love myself? 

I’m human, can I still love myself?

-Nanne Nyander "The Silence of Awareness"

Listen to my Silence

 Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings

Can you look inside me,

can you see who I am,

or do you only see this shell of interpretations, 

which you create in your head?

Look at me,

see me for what I am.

I’m not what you see,

I’m not what I have done,

I’m not this construction of flesh and bones,

that one day will decay and vanish.

I’m not this mind,

I’m not your interpretation of what I say, do, or write. 

The best way to know me is to never have known me, 

meet me with closed eyes and listen to my silence, 

then you might know me.

Meet me beyond the veil of illusion.

Meet me where you and I are one.

Here you can truly know me,

as I know you.

Beyond the illusion of this made-up reality.

-Nanne Nyander "The Struggle of Going Nowhere"

I am Here

 Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings

I’m always here,

but the mind tells me I’m going places, 

I’m going on a long journey to find me. 

Without the mind telling me stories, 

I’m here,

without any doubt.

With the mind babbling along,

I’m here,

but I struggle to believe it.

The mind tells me all sorts of things, 

makes me believe I’m going to find me, 

find me somewhere else, 

another time,

another place.

I’m never here, 

it’s never now,

the mind convincingly tells me.

I wonder why I still believe it? 

What makes me keep the mind so close, 

listen to every word it says,

as if it was the truth?

I can clearly see

it does not know what it’s talking about. 

It’s just talking,

nonstop,

telling me anything to keep me occupied, 

to keep me from exposing this imposter, 

I’ve been calling me.

It keeps telling me lies,

but the I does not like lies,

and the mind does not enjoy the truth. 

We are obviously not a good match. 

It’s time to break up,

time to expose this imposter.

Time to wake up.

I’m here,

I am truth,

I am.

-Nanne Nyander "The Silence of Awareness"

Profoundly Clear

 Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings

Profoundly clear, is the silence you speak.

The silence is the way of the infinite to speak to me. 

Can’t you see it?

Can’t you hear it?

Words, words, words, 

misunderstood words, 

different meanings, same words.

Silence speaks louder and clearer

than you can ever communicate.

Silence is not a lack of words,

silence is before words,

behind them,

behind everything,

without silence,

nothing is.

-Nanne Nyander  "The Struggle of Going Nowhere"

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World of Illusion.

 Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings

Autumn rain, purifying rain,

let it wash away all illusions,

all doubts from my mind,

and leave only what is true, 

left for me to rest in. 

The truth is obvious 

but hard to recognise, 

when one is lost 

in the tumultuous world of illusion.

-Nanne Nyander "Out of the Labyrinth"

Nothing is Enough

 Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings

Show me how to move around in this world 

without feeling hurt,

without feeling overwhelmed. 

Everything is too much, 

and nothing is enough. 

I’m a warrior fighting for survival.

I’m gasping for air,

trying not to suffocate

from all the thoughts and emotions.

I’m being pushed and pulled by the mind.

I turn around and walk away.

I can not stay.

I do not belong.

How can one feel too much 

and yet feel nothing?

-Nanne Nyander "Out of the Labyrinth"

Mesmerised out of Reality

 Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings

I am a wizard.

Magically I see thoughts for what they are. 

Thought has no meaning.

I let them be.

I no longer follow them here and there 

till I’m mesmerised out of reality.

-Nanne Nyander  "The Silence of Awareness"