Journey 1

Ek sluimer in en sien hoe jy dans in kleure.

Dis 'n somers wals, en jou vreugde aansteeklik

Jy vou my lyf in jou handpalms, streel saggies oor my hare en sê dat alles "okay" sal wees.

Ons dans kaalvoet onder die sekelmaan en draf

padlangs tot by die Drakensberge.

Vandaar vat ons kortpad en maak nes in 'n vyeboom.

Jy wys my die pyn van die aarde en troos my met vrede.

Jou geheime taal wil ek opraap en insluk, stadig verteer, sodat dit deur my are kan vloei en ek opnuut lewend kan word.

Paradoks

Ek draf in die pad tussen oseaan en woestyn en hoor die jammer gefluister van die aarbol wat rooi hitte opvreet vir stof.

Mense strompel plesierig rond in klam gedagtes, terwyl ander se trane dans van pyn.

Gulsige oë krummel sappig tot 'n feesmaal, waar 'n vrou spiraal lê en wag op 'n tergende hand uit die kosmos.

Picture perfect

When we concentrate on the black, one can see some sort of animal or any other kind of form, (depending on the level of craziness you find yourself in). When one focus rather on the picture/story, one sees peace, tranquility and endless possibilities. Why then do we choose to rather look at all the negative shapes formed by our mind, instead of looking at the beauty in front of us?

"Eating, loving, singing and digesting are, in truth, the four acts of the comic opera known as life, and they pass like bubbles of a bottle of champagne. Whoever lets them break without having enjoyed them is a complete fool." Gioacchino Rossini

Live the dream!!!!

Light

In darkness we walk towards the light. The neverending search of the light, just to suddenly realise that we are surrounded by light.

"And then it went dark, dark like snow" - Breyten Breytenbach. Go figure!!!!!