My only wish was to be an ecstatic wanderer. Rather than chairs and tables, I preferred the ground, trees, and caves, for in those places I felt I could lean against the cheek of God - Clarissa Pinkola Estés (Women who run with the wolves)

vrijdag 4 november 2011

Pine wood verses.


once again
i have entered
the pine woods on the mountain side

forest and ocean
captured in a single view

i lie alone
with my Mother and Lover
solitude we are

were this island a boat 
i would sail with it north

my body is ready
to carry new life
my soul waits patiently
for that moment to arrive

the branches wave 
my heart feels brave

i`ll have a baby 
with a man
he´ll be my friend
and understand

the father of my child
will be close to see
the little one grow up
they will drink from the same cup

many women will be around
children, flowers and trees
we will grow our own food
build our houses with earth straw and wood
we will drink water 
from the spring
we will make fires in the night
and sing

this child will wander
through the lands
touch the Mother with its hands

soft sunlight 
sweet caress
i will carry you
with the same tenderness














1 opmerking: