Once in a while!

Once in a while
someone makes me smile,
but what happened today
I'll have to say
was you, tenderly touching my heart
 
I want you as a friend of mine
with whom I'll share my thoughts
together we will laugh and cry
are you wondering why?
You even touched my soul
 
By Joan

 

My father

My father, what kind of a man?
A pitiful man
dressed in a belt with clasp!
He made me gasp!

My mother, my defence?
No, dad has a sense,
you'll have to suffer
and try to get tougher.

A scar on my body
a wounded soul,
I've paid the price
will You be nice?
 
By Joan

 

A moment in the sun

Out in the sun
with some coffee and a bun
I wear a hat
and see any gnat
I felt so meek
when that sunbeam kissed my cheek
 
By Joan

 

A wish in the night

I'm here
always waiting for you my dear.
Come with me to the meadow of life
where sorrow and joy are blooming
before I'll sleep in the bed of death
give me one single summer
 
By Joan
 

A question of time

You are longing you say
for spring and for our time.
I'm afraid, but not of you.
My fear is that this dream
won't become true

You calm me down
you console me
I'm listening to your voice:
"Alright it will be,
everything will be fine
it is just a matter of time!"
 
By Joan

 

A sunny morning

At dawn I wake up,
a tenderly touch of fingers at my face.
I feel warmth, safety, it is true!
I open my eyes and look at him
he smiles and says:
"The sun is reflecting in your face,
I love you!"
 
By Joan

 

The Bath!
 
Light a candle in the darkness
and slide down in the water.
When the calm comes to your mind
feel I’m warming you.
 
The dream you have maybe never comes true
but why are you thinking about that?
Two souls floating together
Right now - up in the sky
 
By Joan

 

My beloved Indian!
Like an eagle your spirit wants to fly
as free as a bird flying up in the sky.
You want to stand outside the social change
and in symbiosis with nature live on the range
What nature gives you, you do respect
and all that destroy it you will reject.
The love you feel for our mother, the Earth
I believe you received it at your birth.
A cold and sunny day you will die
and you will be able to see from the sky
that world, with its nature you loved so much,
and the woman’s heart that felt your touch…

By Joan

 

The child!
 
My child whom are you
who says to me:
Mom, right now
I love you!
 
My burden was heavy
but my heart feels light
I was stupid and young
but now I’m doing right.
 
As the eagle I fly
right up in the sky.
The love from my child
fulfill

 
By Joan

 

Love!
 
Why so hard to feel love from someone
when many people think it is so easy to love themselves?
 
Why so easy to love somebody else
When it is so hard to love oneself?
 
By Joan

 

A moment in the wood

I was standing quiet in the wood. I was not alone. The ants had started their industrious work to expand their community. I could hear the sounds from the larks in the sky. I was standing on the soft moss and just sensed the warm smell from the mull. It was like the smell of life. A mix of death, decomposition but also sprouting new life.
While I was standing there with all my senses wide open I suddenly realized that I was experiencing my life as it was and how it is. The time of death and decomposition had ended and a new born life had come to me. Now my time had come to learn to know and take care of this new life. I became a little nervous. An ant had found his way up on my leg. I do not like ants, but I am not so sure that the ant liked me either. Maybe it just wanted to climb a little higher to come closer to the life giving sun, and who am I to deny him that?? He did not prevent me from feeling the warmth.

Thoughtfully I looked around wondering how many lives there were hidden to me right here. Maybe a litte rabbit or a squirrel was hiding behind the tree wondering what I was....
If anyone had asked me what I was doing there I would have had no answer ecxcept for : it must be destiny. I had not asked for permission to be there and I did not know the way. No, that must be destiny or my guardian angel who wanted me to see my life in more than one dimension. I looked around and noticed the light green leaves on the bilberry sprigs and the lichen on the flat rock wondering if any loving couple had been released from their longing on this soft bed of moss.
A butterfly passed in front of me and as light as the flight of the butterfly I could feel the kiss on my cheek. It was like the butterfly. It did not demand, it just was there so that I could enjoy it.
Even this feeling was new to me. It was not my first kiss but it was the first time for me to feel free to enjoy.
For a while we were sitting together and just bolted everything that nature put on the table and then I realized that under cover of the darkness even my thirst would be quenched by you who gave me the first violet in spring.
 

By Joan

 

 

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