I leave you with …

I leave you with a tender kiss for good luck With a nautilus shell that will whisper my words of encouragement to you when it gets dark With the broken wings of a butterfly to remind you how fragile and precious life is With…

Somtyds

Somtyds pols my hart met die ritme, kleure en klank van ‘n sigeuner, helder, gloeiend, rasend-dansend met armbande klingelend om ‘n warm vuur. Onnutsig, tartend, uitdagend. Somtyds treur my dorstende, gekwelde hart in mistig-grys minieur tone soos ‘n violis wat na sy tuisland hunker….

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