Friday 12 April 2024

Can you hear the Music?


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Angel of Music by Nanne Nyander

Listen, can you hear the music? 

The music's inside my body,

every particle is full of music. 

I can sense it vibrating throughout my entire being. 

Now it’s outside my body, can you hear it?

I’m music, I’m vibrating, 

The music of the universe,

is me. 

- Nanne Nyander


Fleeting memories moving away from me, 

will they come back?

If they do come back, 

will they be the same, 

or have they changed without me noticing?

- Nanne Nyander

Thursday 14 March 2024

Slow down



Empty world, empty words. 

Everyone is talking, but no one is listening. 

    - "Out of the Labyrinth"


Slow down,

I can’t see what I’m thinking.
It’s probably something brilliant. 

It’s like a massive jigsaw puzzle.
All the pieces, thrown up in the air, 

some pieces upside down
and some pieces the right side up, 

showing me fragments of this brilliancy, 

but I can’t make out the whole picture. 

I can sense it’s something magnificent. 

I can feel it.
One day soon, I will put it all together,

then I will show you how brilliant I am. 

    - "Out of the Labyrinth"


In an insane world,
 who is the winner?

The insane person,
 or the one who has left it all behind,

the one who has realised she is nothing?

In an insane world,
 what is the goal?

To become more insane 

or to realise you’re the one watching it all passing by?

 In an insane world,

are you the participator or the spectator?

Or are you both? 


 - "Out of the Labyrinth"


Wednesday 10 January 2024



Mind is a magician creating the most convincing illusions. 

-"The Way Back Home"


I’m a free being,
being captured in my own mind.
In bondage by believing in what’s not true.
I’m a free being. Truth is what I am.
I’m a free being,
being trapped in this world of illusions.
I’m a free being.
I walk alone, I walk in my own footsteps, 
circling round and round
till I get too dizzy to think clearly.
I know I am free, help me to remember.
I’m a free being,
being oblivious of my own freedom.
I stand tall,
I have both feet firmly on the ground,
 steady and determined to be grounded in the truth. 
I’m a free being,
I walk alone.
I walk till I reach the edge of this world.
One more step
and this illusion no longer has a grip on me. 
I AM a free being.


  -from "Out of the Labyrinth"


Sunday 31 December 2023

Happy New Year!


Happy New Year!


I’m here, I’m done.
This is the beginning of my freedom. Precious memories
of a beautiful past that never happened. 

What is it I tell myself to keep believing in these lies, 

all these lies that the mind keeps telling me?
I just listen and don’t take much interest in 

what it tells me anymore.
I can see its desperate attempts to lure me in.
I don’t want to play that game.
I stay at a distance and just watch.
It tells me the most amazing things,
but I can’t believe them anymore. Sometimes it succeeds, 

and I do what it tells me to do, all to distract me from I.
But I don’t want to be distracted anymore.
It’s all unbelievably crazy.
I’m here. I am. 



It’s a bird in my heart,
singing for freedom,
freedom from self.
It’s a bird in my heart desperately trying to get out. 

I open my heart and let it in. 


Monday 27 November 2023

November Full Moon



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Happy Full Moon!

Saturday 25 November 2023

Teatime with Poems.


Teatime with Poems! 


Can you learn to love the feeling of falling apart, 

can you accept knowing nothing,
can you stay in the quiet space?
Tell me, my friend,
what’s your life without your story? 

-from the book "Out of the Labyrinth"


Love enters my eyes and pours out of my skin, 

it lands on the ground and flows down to the river, 

it unites with the ocean,

and becomes one with the sky,

turns into rain, 
the rain is falling on my head, 

it’s running down my face,
 entering my skin,

overflowing in my eyes,

love is pouring out of my eyes as tears,

love is falling on the ground,

my tears are entering the flowers on the ground. 

Love is penetrating the fragrance of the flowers. 

I pick a flower, smell it, and love enters my nose. 

I breathe out,
 and love becomes the air we breathe, 

becomes the infinite,
 love is the infinite,

I am one with everything,

I am one,

I am the infinite,

I am Love. 

-from the book "The Struggle of Going Nowhere"


Don’t be afraid. I’ve got you.

You can let go and be what you truly are.

What you are, behind all the masks that you’ve created, 

created to cover your face,

to disguise who you truly are.

Just let go,

I’ve got you. 

-from the book "The Way Back Home"



Can you see me, without the watcher? 

Can you hear me, without the listener? 

Can you feel where you are?

Can you sense what you are? 

I’m here, I’m empty, I’m stillness, 

I’m silent, I’m SILENCE. 

-from the book "Silence"


Life is a poem, not yet read. 
Silence is the answer to all the questions never asked. 

-Nanne Nyander