If you could read
in between my lines
what would they tell you?
Would you finaly grasp who I am?
Or does it still scare you
Someone who seems to be ungraspable
high above in the clouds with body, soul and mind.
For me, there is nothing not to be grasped about me
I'm not the enigma
The enigma remains why you can't grasp me ...
And above all, why that scares you.
Wisdom in madness, chaos and sometimes an oasis of peace in the eye of the hurricane, dreams, rainbows, chocolat, snow, butterflies, Hazel, those crunching leaves under your feet in autumn, the first springsun, the burning summersun, mountains, books, music, snow, rainbows, new discoveries, love, the feeling of being alive. More to come ...
I have a slightly dark chaotic mind, which will become clear in my writings. I started writing poetry in my twenties, several poems have been published in various magazines. Her first book 'Quills of Fire', written with Marilyn Campiz, appeared in November 2009. Contact the author for a copy!