Rain Dance
Whether or not you like rain, if you have been living in Toronto this summer, you will probably have joined the “I miss the rain”-camp. My travels took me to Montreal this last week where the local Meteorologists daily enhanced my morning coffee with the sweet flavor of an anticipated thunderstorm. 5 days later I have returned without a single drop falling from the Quebecois skies. I am a four...
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Moments
There are millions of moments in life Most of them pass us by unnoticed Many of them we squander As we desperately cling to the few moments That make us feel alive. Birds fly by my window, Each wing flap a moment. Raindrops fall from the sky, Each landing a moment. My eyes roam the landscape, Each blink a moment. All these moments In the same moment. All these moments Lost in the sum of all moments. Like a...
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Kindness
Woke up this morning, somewhere in between excitement and anxiety. It is Monday and with that a new week of opportunities, a new risk of failing. A word slowly emerges from deep within like the sun from behind the horizon, first gentle and warm then increasing its light: Kindness. This is what I wish for this week. Kindness for my inner child, my body, my mind, the people around me, the earth on which I...
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The moon in my Window
Some nights I count the waves the moon draws on my bed sheet until I drown in yesterday’s waters. On those same nights there will come a time when my window can no longer hold the circle of light leaving behind nothing but darkness. I’ll be far away by then, floating somewhere in between my subconscious and the secret corners of my dreams. But for now, I take one long look at the beauty of her...
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The Light behind the Shadows
I once knew this child Whose temper was mild Despite the loud laughter Of those who were after Her eccentric views, Misused to amuse. She sat alone at times of play dreaming of a future day And with very focused look scribbled in her little book Truths her open heart collected Along the path her peers rejected. While on school days I did never Sundays we would sit together As if only then I’d...
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Valentine’s red
Rainy and gray day, with a hint of Valentine’s red, wet shoes and wind-styled hair, no smiles on the street except for the people who still see beauty, in sharing an umbrella with good company. After a while we split, and I carry it alone, wonder how she did it, Mary Poppins I mean, I can hardly hold on, not to mention fly away, too strong the wind, too weak my hand, and nothing of Julie...
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Nature’s Real Estate
We’ve reduced trees to accessorizing our streets, Where once open fields grew our daily bread Concrete littered with metal on wheels has taken over, And nobody seems to mind. Just a week has passed since my last ride on this train, Enough time to rip up three football fields of green Leaving behind a gaping brown wound on which Heavy machinery keeps scratching deeper, emitting grey clouds. Why can’t I...
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Dance of Words
How often Have you seduced me With your gentle flow Of possibilities. How often Have I stumbled Over insecurities Of not doing you justice? But like any Everlasting love affair We are forever And will forever be A dance of words that paint my...
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