Monday, April 27, 2009


Awaken slowly from this dream
Life's much too harsh for the light
or worse, it will blind you from the truth

Friday, April 3, 2009

Clouded Vision

Seeing the same old things each day
as she ventured through the hours -
passing the same inns and cafes day after day.
Stopping at the same curbs for traffic,
Waving to the same shopkeepers -
old familiarity - seeing all the signs -
knowing herself well...
she knew the drawbridge was there
Yet on she walked - eyes wide open -
a renewed joy in her step
because to her, each thing was new
with every sunrise; she continued on
hearing the giddy beat of the city
or was it her heart
Horns blowing, "Don't Walk" signs blinking,
People yelling, "Verbottten!"
She continued to walk even though
the Vertrouwen Rivier's bridge was open.