An enlightening, intriguing and instructive conversation on suicide, borders, faith, love and hope with Tom, Outward Bound School trainer (in Dutch with English subtitles).
Een verhelderend, leerzaam en intrigerend gesprek over zelfdoding, grenzen, geloof, hoop en liefde met Tom, Outward Bound School trainer.
The children come home,
and morning sun is weeping,
the children come home,
their hopes and dreams are sleeping
The children come home,
no drivers for this flock
the children come home
no lead, just silent shock
The children come home,
and Mother Earth is crying,
the children come home,
Spring is not meant to die in
The children come home,
blue skies are turning red,
the children come home,
this Summer’s breath is dead
The children come home,
how barren their aligning,
the children come home,
the clouds wear silver lining
The children come home,
the future now bereft,
the children come home,
no wishing stars are left
The children come home,
and Winter far off calling
the children come home,
no snow for them to crawl in
My child is coming home,
there is no room to fill
my child is coming home,
no cure, no wonder pill
My child, my love, my dear,
where is it you are roaming?
O Mommy, Daddy, hear:
your heartbeat’s my soul’s homing
The children fly home,
embrace their broken wing,
the children are home,
their song the church bells sing
The children stay home,
now morning sun is sleeping
the children rest home,
their dreams in our safekeeping.
(Music: Eric Satie ~ “Gnosienne” performed by Wayne McEvilly ~ check out his website for his inspiring work to bring classical music to children: http://www.waynemcevilly.com )
And silence now is overwhelming… #buscrash #Sierre
And silence now is overwhelming, still I am carried,
and to my wings your breath is life supporting,
even in deepest darkness your lighthouse penetrates
and should it be the sun revoked its rays,
or oceans’ waves were nevermore to kiss the sandy beach,
I know a harbour there, the homeland of my soul ~
beyond all words there is your kingdom,
beyond my grief there is your answer: