Funny Face

My smile hides secrets,
in the lights in my eyes –
a little inside joke.
A betrayal to the world,
when I know things,
that you also know,
but I do not say it,
yet I lift the veil,
in the funny faces,
only I can show.
It is all a joke,
or so you know,
when I am serious,
happily delirious,
unable to understand,
the way I am,
in the game we play,
in a teasing way,
where love is a stage.
Funny face,
yes, look at me,
it is my middle name,
the one you did not know,
or maybe you did,
when I thought,
I had hidden,
it all so well.
A little inside joke,
a game we play,
as the laughter,
bursts from the depths,
of my happy soul,
you know me so well,
I am your ultimate,
funny face –
an one-liner,
only we know!  

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Love is…

Love is a powerful weapon,
that can break the strongest heart,
like explosives blowing up rocks.
Love breaks through barriers,
of high fences and barbed wires.
Love jumps across abysses,
over high walls of thick stones,
until your heart stops crying,
until your anger dies down.
Love brings a smile to your face,
and joy in your broken heart.
Love is a warm embrace,
a hug or a kiss,
but most of all,
Love is a hand reaching out,
when your feet are too weak to stand.
Love is accepting a heart,
that lives and breathes so differently,
than how your own has learned to survive.
Love will never look at the outside,
but rather searches what is inside the heart,
for it is the heart that tells stories,                                                       
that the canvas of your soul,
sometimes cannot portrait.
Love is the depth of the ocean,
the height of the mountain,
and everything in between.
In war and in peace,
in tears or in laughter
in health or in pain,
love is simply everything!

Belonging

Belonging

The world fades,
as pink roses bloom.
The bell rings,
and in the distance,
sounds the whistle,
of an old black steam train,
awakening the nostalgia,
like the perfume of roses,
awakens my soul,
in the heart of friendship.
I chime the tower clock,
while the organ plays,
our favorite symphony,
as white doves fly away,
on the warm summer breeze,
that my heart releases,
at the beginning of winter.
The open fire crackles,
wrapping its warmth around me,
like a warm blanket,
on a cozy Sunday afternoon.
The tea in my hands,
smells like cinnamon and apples,
while the hot carrot cake,
lays untouched on my plate.
And as the first snowflakes fall,
I curl up in your arms,
where belonging is the same,
as being home on a cold winter day!

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Summer Festivities

Summer Festivities

Sunbeams warm my face,
music softly colors the background,
and rich scents of food swirl around me.

My heart is at ease,
even though the fire is still burning,
destroying everything on her path,
just a stones throw away from me.

Somehow I decided to shift my focus,
by turning my head away from the horizon.
Life is here to enjoy and celebrate,
so, instead of focusing on what I cannot change,
I allow my heart to breathe.

The wind plays with my hair.
And as a new energy caresses my skin,
I feel an energy of growth,
mixing herself with an energy of determination,
creating a whole new beat,
teaching me to sing about letting go,
while still holding on to the rhythm of purpose.

Summer festivities are a great distraction,
to celebrate this new beginning with love.
And as new friendships suddenly embrace me,
I realize that love generally finds you,
when you learn to lose control,
over the past and the future,
to live in the present with joy!

Unique

Unique

White birds lift off across the water,
as palm trees wave upon the wind,
at the desert shore burning beneath my feet.
Elephants come and drink clean water,
while they embrace me in acceptance.
Aware of the lion’s hunting behind me,
I stay with the elephants for protection.
They make me one of their herd,
despite the obvious difference between us,
but they choose not to see what is there.
When the heart is willing to embrace love,
it will stop looking at the differences in hate.
It will learn to take the opportunity presented,
to learn the unknown in order to grow.
Wisdom is only gained when we are willing,
to step out of our comfort zone,
like brave researches searching for new treasures.
For those whose hearts are wide open,
paradise can begin to develop around them.
So, instead of remaining with my own kind,
I choose to stay with the elephants on the steppe –
the ones who have chosen to accept me,
the ones who have chosen to embrace me,
the ones who took a leap of faith with a woman,
who is so significantly different,
that the only word to do her justice is unique.

 

Family

Family

Family is not genetic,
but defined by a bond,
that goes deeper than the heart.

 Family is friendship,
where souls connect in dimensions,
invisible for human eyes.

 A love for one another,
that transcends the mind,
as if all thoughts collapse,
and all your worries die.
Where strange is a normality,
weird the basis of your understanding,
and crazy the norm in your reality.

 Love is not a question,
but an answer to trust.
Where truth is a foundation,
a house build on love.
Where love is the beginning and the end,
and our acts the deeds we believe in.

Family is not a word,
No, it is a feeling,
an emotion,
our soul’s desire.
Family is the heart,
where we live and breathe in.

family

You know how much I love You

You know how much I love You

How can I describe my feelings?
How can I describe the contents of my heart?
When I look at You all logics fade,
and my heart pounds like that of an antelope,
who only just escaped a hungry lion.
The world disappears from my sight,
for my eyes can only perceive You –
nothing else matters to me but You.
If only You would know how much I love You!
My heart languishes for You,
in the brief moments when You are not with me,
I cannot exist without You by my side.
Still I know that I am one of many,
still I understand that I have to know my place.
But when You ask me,
if I love You more than others?
Then yes Lord, You know how much I do,
You know how much I love You!

You know how much I love You

A beacon in the night

A beacon in the night

In a hardened world,
a leopard better hunts alone,
if he wants food before the night falls.

How is it then,
that the leopard dies of hunger,
and the pride of lions eat their meal?

Together is better than alone,
for a multitude of eyes see more,
than one single set alone.

Once rejected,
it is difficult to find your way,
your place back in the pride.
But the victory is for those,
who don’t give up.

Remember that I AM,
always by your side.
I pave the way for the weak,
and I support the crushed in spirit.

Unable to snatch you,
out of my loving hands,
the flowers will never fall,
and the grass will never wither.

My love is your beacon in the night,
a lamp that shines before your feet,
and the embrace that holds you up.

Before the night falls,
the light will remove the darkness,
so that the night will never fall again.

A beacon in the night