Maria – Pagina 5

augustus 15, 2002augustus 12, 2011

Prayer To Our Lady Of The Snow

Some smoke is dancing in the snow,
it makes me think of You, my Love,
some smoke is dancing in the snow,
there are no leaves and trees are naked,
O my Love, some smoke is dancing
with the snow, is there a message
then for me, are You inviting me, O,
so graciously, so graciously, I hear
Your voice, it hasn’t melted yet,
O Lord, my Lord of Frost, shall You
then keep Her here, before my Love
has melted, melted by some smoke,
here, dancing in the snow.

januari 1, 2000september 2, 2012

Antillia School Charter

ANTILLIA SCHOOL CHARTER
Tempusum

11TIMES2

1
Find the Silence In Your Father’s Words
2
Go With Passion, Motherly
3
Consume The Neverending, The Flaming Fire 0f Your Heart
4
Burn Desire With A Golden Touch
5
Walk With Wind And Carrying Clouds
6
Dance With Words And Not To Speak
7
Change With Seasons In Eternity
8
Build A Home 0n Water Drown In Tears
9
Fly With Wings, Never Descend, Still Walk On Earth
10
Watch The Sunrise 0f Your Innate Being
11
LAUGH, TO LOVE, NEVER TO LEAVE

AVE
AMEN

image: F. Vercnocke

origin/etymology of “Antillia”

Enclosed I roam from star to star, I travel endlessly, I whisper and my breath unfolds behind me as a vale, a shooting star, a comet on its way and growing, growing with each lightyear passing by, O yes, there is much pleasure in this roaming , it is creation of a Master Plan and still this roaming is continuing, and when from time to time I reach the boundaries of my confinement, I feel a sudden shiver, as if some unseen hand is there to push me back, or could it be the vale behind that keeps on coming back, I wonder. So here I am, inside and out, no matter how the journey goes, there always will be worlds to enter and others then to leave behind, the roaming will continue , on and on, no ending, no beginning, so is the roaming in the Womb of Being, the cavern of His Master’s Plan.