"on the way home" by Kate

mijn kluis mijn huis.....

Bouw met je verbeeldingskracht een kluis in de wildernis,

eer je een huis bouwt binnen de stadsmuren,

want zoals je thuiskomt in de schemering,

zo behoren de zwerver in je de eeuwige verte en eenzaamheid toe.

Je huis is je grotere lichaam.

Het groeit in de zon,

slaapt in de stilte van de nacht en is niet zonder dromen.

Denk je dat je huis niet droomt en in zijn dromen de stad verlaat voor boschage en heuveltop?

Kahlil Gibran

Repost "The girl wasn't there"

As I was going up the stair,

I met a girl who wasn't there.

She wasn't there again today...

Oh how I wish she'd go away!

Once when she didn't visit me,

She wasn't as beautiful as can be,

Her unspoken words tricked my mind,

It wasn't illusion that made me blind!

The girl didn't love me and I did too,

She didn't enchant me like I would do,

She couldn't touch me with her cold,

Because she wasn't here like I've been told!

Now I look up again at the stair,

I've been a fool she is still not there,

I only wish I could ease my mind,

Where is this girl, where not to find?