onsdag 9. desember 2015

torsdag 1. oktober 2015

Clouds come floating. . .

into my life
no longer to carry rain or usher storm
but
to add color to my sunset sky
- Rabindranath Tagore -



onsdag 23. september 2015

Dance me. . .


 to your beauty with a burning violin, dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in.
Touch me with your naked hand, touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
- Leonard Cohen -