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Forever Changed

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Ever-changing,
her soul moves on the wind,
in the directions she is,
guided to go.
On wings,
bigger than her own.
Like clay,
molded,
into something new.
An ongoing motion,
where life shapes her,
chisels her like a statue,
and breathes new life,
into every cell of her body.
More and more,
she is alive,
thriving,
on the breath of God,
where she finds love.
Ever-changing,
life has changed her,
but in the hands,
of the brilliant sculptor,
her soul grows,
in a better version of herself.
Every single day –
I am forever changed!

Written by Gineke van Keulen. Ask before using any of the work displayed on this page! Thank you!

The Birdcage

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The Birdcage

An empty birdcage made of gold,
fills an empty space in a luxurious house.
Velvet sofas of red and green,
create an old fashioned yet classic décor,
where pearls would roll across the floor,
in an overflow of wealth.
The silent emptiness is overwhelming,
and a sadness roams the halls,
in a search for that one missing thing.
Echoes cry in the darkness,
on the ever-present cry of the wind.
Love cannot be bought,
or found in the materialistic items we own.
Only when a house is filled with people,
can we truly life our wildest dreams.
Life was not meant to live alone,
why then do we focus on those things,
that can never bring us joy?
A heart needs a heart to live in,
otherwise it withers away and dies.
An empty birdcage made of gold,
is forcing me to open a window,
where nature is calling the heart,
to spread her wings and fly away,
to that one heart she needs,
to feel alive once again.

Appreciation

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Appreciation

Waterfalls rain down on my open hands,
setting my mind free for the first time.
The silence in this desolated isolation,
is a gift for the weary and burdened soul,
that has become a part of every detail of my being.

Through the years the street noises have overruled,
the peaceful sounds of nature around me,
and the car horns are still ringing in my ears.
How I have longed for the silence of today,
where my mind is finally as peaceful as a mountain lake!

The sound of birds is music to my ears,
healing my soul with every breath that I take.
For a single moment nothing seems more important,
than the beautiful gift of being alive,
yet the dark clouds are still hanging over me,
as a painful reminder of a previous life.

There is nothing more challenging than hiking on rough terrain,
where clouds break and lightening strikes all around me.
But perseverance in endurance build my self-confidence,
providing me with joy and satisfaction,
as I am rewarded with this beautiful view of the future.

Remembering the valleys helps us,
to appreciate the victories,
and in this peaceful silence of today,
there is nothing that I could more appreciate!