Thought

** thought of today:
The door in my heart
opened on its hinges,
and once more the gallery
of my history was revealed.
Once more the little plaza
with flowering acacias,
once more the clear fountain
telling its tale of love.

2006

2006

I have been having strange dreams and visions, some of them of civilizations coming to an end. It is not like nightmares, it is more like living in, partaking in and seeing things from our mythical worlds. Wars of Gods, dragons, snakes and such. Lately I have begun writing them down in Dutch so I can remember them and see if they are in fact teaching me something.

to our owl

Op de uil:

Dusk,
invisible to villagers eyes
hunter at night
Noisless,
you glide through my garden
green eyes meeting gold
Friend,
exchanging glances
smiling, discovering, calling
Love,
fluffy juveniles jumping on branches
hopping from treetop to treetop
Silence,
only a call in the distance,
sweet memories remain
* Yolanda