You bandage my wounds
before bedtime...
As the light fades
Here at sunset...
I would speak if I had words.
With eyes closed I accept the Earth...
Where the laden hills stride,
where the valleys of encompassed ecstasy...
The inner me longs for nature deep
Dawn a winter's day on the high-veld...
Life's diary closely resembling a mishmash of...
Time to turn a new page, put down the scissors and...
From me to you
From you to me too...
Life is but a stopping place,
A pause in what's to be...
I will work my peace,
Salvage some sleep from the tornado...
Golden summer sun that lights the skies
with never ending hues...
The rain trickles, holding mother's hand
Without an umbrella, she strides in demand...
Silence fell and all the world stood still
as towers crumbled down...