Water
flowing
clear and fresh
observing
the head empties
becomes something new
and draw bright
Thought threads
sitting on the shore
enjoy the rush with relish
and the view loses itself
where the water and the horizon
unite
And God?
somewhere in-between
there, where infinity hints at itself
and somehow
also in the midst
close by
War in Israel, war in Ukraine, conflicts in other parts of the world... It is easy to be at a loss for words when faced with so much violence. Let us pray for peace! You can come to our chapels in the St. Alban Haus, in the Thomas-Morus-Burse, in the Room of Silence...
Meter für Meter erklimme ich den Berg, gesichert amaMetre by metre I climb the mountain, secured by the wire rope. Drahtseil. I need courage and confidence to move on. Step by step I get closer to the summit. On the summit I feel very close to heaven - I look back in...
Transported back to that time. Without electricity, only water from a spring and no mobile phone reception. So far away from everything and yet... "So close to God." In the silence. Listening to the sounds of the forest, finding back to yourself and your faith what...