Profound Loneliness

 © Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings

What happens if I just stop treading water, 

if I don’t struggle to let go,

if I just let it be?

What happens to the me

if I stop feeding it with more thoughts,

if I just let it be?

Be me, no more.

The profound loneliness of not being me. 

The me does not exist.

How could I be something that does not exist? 

But what is left,

when everything is taken away?

-Nanne Nyander "One Without a Second"

I’m Stuck

 © Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings

I’m stuck in the in-between,

no going forward, no going back.

I’m stuck in my own creation,

a creation I never chose to be in.

I’m stuck.

I can’t just let everything be,

and just be.

Be what?

Everything has fallen apart,

and I am in the middle of everything. 

There is no way back and no way forward. 

Show me the way and I will follow,

but I’m left on my own.

Why have you abandoned me?

I can’t find my way out of this,

I’m so tired,

but I have to move forward.

Maybe to move forward is to not move at all.

-Nanne Nyander "One Without a Second"

Without a Thought or Sensation

 © Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings

I am,

is a sound in the mind

and a sensation in the body,

but I am neither.

I am before that.

I am aware of the sound 

and the feeling of I am. 

I am, without a thought or sensation.

I am.

-Nanne Nyander "One Without a Second"

Lost in the Struggle

 © Nanne Nyander - Poems and Paintings

Lost in the struggle with the mind. 

Insignificant noise within the immense silence, 

the eternal light of the one.

-Nanne Nyander "Out of the Labyrinth"