Magic

I feel there is some magic in the air
and it is looking for a home and
crying out, and all I have to do is
let it in and open up, O yes I know
I have the key to welcome this new
life, the rhythm of my heart beating
with Yours when we embrace and
dance, so now I shall surrender to
the music of Your soul and opening
the door I’ll give You room to breathe.

(image: “Echnaton”, Ferdinand Vercnocke, oil on canvas, 100cmx80cm)

Satellite Souls

I woke up this morning while the night
was slowly loosening its last embrace
leaving her sorrows in a million diamonds
on the grass and as the sun is setting they
too will soon have to surrender their richness
in safekeeping to the smiling moon and both
today are travellers on different paths but
should they meet for a brief moment out of
the darkness an eternal treasure will instantly
enlighten our satellite souls.

Imagine

Imagine as this snow is melting how
a bird is opening its wings to welcome
a new dream, imagine  as your weeping
heart is beating how your eyes are looking
for a cloud, a shelter for your soul’s desire,
imagine as this day is closing how the night
is entering, its dark embrace invisible, silence
then, imagine as this snow is melting how
it welcomes you, whispering, arms only for
you, then fly, fly, so you melt too and woo.