On harmony.

Sleep envelops a shower of notes, as nimble fingers race over the keyboard; the warmth of love grows in the harmonies, building towards the dream of a wonderful world for us all.   Advertisements

Mists of time.

The star flicker bright through the dark bracing air; mist seeps in, the moon begins to wear a halo, the stars disappear, aiching cold descends.

Harmony restored

The tree stands tall, birds and animals roam its branches, eating from its fruit, enjoying the safety, the coolness of the breeze which shakes the leaves lightly, some birds and a squirrel contentedly roam on the grass under the tree, pecking and eating; when suddenly there is a frenzy of flapping wings, as the birds…

Sometimes.

… sometimes … no words come through the gloom of our burning mountains, causing the deep red glow of evensong …sometimes… the mind wonders to find a better place, and the breeze tugs gently on the trees, coolness lifts the spirit, and there I am thinking of you my dearest, escaping the heat and the…

Energy of the moon.

The moon is bright against the dark mountains, clouds give it a halo, energy throbs in the cool air, my brain suddenly turns this light energy into thoughts of a world in equilibrium, people understanding, living in harmony, celebrating there samenesses and their differences, coexisting with all the other animals and plants that keep life…

The Swallow

Still … close, a flash in the corner of my mind, racing circles in the blue sky, scimming over fynbos, playing in the colours of my mind, as a child hides, rushes forward carrying a small case, he moves on anxiously over the cratered  land, face bewildered, full of fear, he seas other children, joins…

A summer prayer.

the moon is huge and bright in the dark night sky, as we pray for peace on Earth, Love and understanding for all, an end to poverty let all be equal as God made us to be, let the earth recover from our greed, not just on this special day, but always and forever more.…