July 8, 2014
Wenn ich die Zeit nur anhalten könnte…
…wobei, vielleicht wäre das auch keine gute Idee. Ich stelle mir gerade vor, wie ich auf den Zeitknopf drücke und just in diesem Moment mir ein Blumentopf auf den Kopf fällt. Dann hätte ich Dauerkopfschmerzen, nur, weil ich die Zeit angehalten habe.
Also doch lieber wieder weiterlaufen lassen.
Andererseits gibt es doch immer wieder Momente im Leben, die man festhalten möchte. Auf die man nicht verzichten möchte. Die man am liebsten in Dauerschleife laufen lassen könnte.
Der Zeugnistag meiner Tochter war zum Beispiel so ein Moment. Was haben wir gemeinsam gekämpft, gearbeitet, gelernt. Ein Jahr wiederholt. Und weitergemacht. Und jetzt hat die junge Dame ihr Abitur in der Tasche. Und sogar noch eine Auszeichnung für die beste Facharbeit in Latein. Nein, nicht *auf* Latein, sondern im Fach Latein. Das Thema: “Kostantin, ein christlicher Kaiser?”
Ich gebe zu, dass ich den ganzen Abend mit stolz geschwellter Brust durch die Gegend stolziert bin. 🙂
Und als sie dann Abends im langen Kleid und hohen Plateauschuhen dahergestakst kam, da war sie schon eine richtig erwachsene Dame. *seufz*
Warum geht das nur so schnell immer? Gerade war sie doch noch… und so…
Wenn sie jetzt auch noch wüsste, was sie mit ihrem Leben machen will, dann wäre mir noch leichter um’s Herz. Aber das findet sich wohl noch… Jetzt gibt’s erst mal Chillen, Urlaub in Italien und Musikfestival in Budapest. Danach sehen wir weiter… 🙂
October 7, 2009
Standing high
Standing high
on the mountain top
he waited
for the wind to rise
to pluck the pain from his
soul and heart
to tear him from the summit
to take away the sorrow
and the longing
and the hope
to leave him
empty
alone
hollow
Standing high
on the mountain top
he waited
July 7, 2009
Reflection
So many birds!
I have sat here all night,
eating and drinking
and dissecting my soul.
I look outside
to search for the darkness,
and I see the sky
brightening
in the light of day.
What a surprise!
June 23, 2009
Oneness
Taking the blue sky in my hands,
a waterfall through my fingers,
azure ocean in my wineglass.
I drink deep, filling my heart,
waves of blazing night,
still pools of clear ice.
My soul floats on sound,
drums pounding my blood,
a feather on warm breezes.
All things are within me,
a multitude of Oneness,
exploding in a rainbow.
June 13, 2009
Frustration
Plunge the knife
deep deep
the blood sprays
rips and tears
you’re murdering your thoughts
tearing out your heart
cracking the bones
until nothing
nothing
nothing
is left
but emptiness
You…
You walk in shadow,
and yet there is light in your heart.
You drown in sorrow,
and yet there is laughter in your soul.
You long for love,
and yet there is so much love that you can give.
You close your ears,
and yet your inner voice speaks to you.
You move in violence,
and yet peace lies within you.
You are fractured,
and yet healing is not beyond you.
The day will come,
when all the pieces become one.
And the tortured soul
finds the balm that soothes at last.
June 8, 2009
Haiku 171108
Like tiny glittering diamonds
threaded on a lacy doily
ice crystals have gathered
on the rim of the garden’s water basin.
The frost came suddenly, last night.
June 4, 2009
I love…
I love the dialogue with you
in which I develop ideas,
which I would never have had, alone.
Your view of things touches me,
so that I discover something within me
that I did not know until now.
Together, we search for solutions,
for the secrets, that make up our lives
and through which we will become wise.
One thought catches onto another,
one experience corresponds with another,
one form of speech underlines the other.
Accompanied by gestures
and carried by a theme of searching,
a building of words is erected
which is home to us both.
I love the free conversation,
not bound with ideologies or dogmas,
only moved by the search
for a truth, which can be lived.
June 3, 2009
Dappled leaves
The sun
like a painter
spots the dancing leaves
with gold and green and red and yellow
making them glow
in the summer sunset
Hello world!
Despite the fact that I have a regular journal and a blog for my company, I wanted to set up a place where I can work on some of my writing. I’ve been ignoring the muse for a long time now, and want to give her some space to come out and play.
Most of my writing will be in English, since that’s my literary language. But some might also be in German, if the muse wants it so. So just read and see…
Dappled Leaves 