Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton Continue reading The Journey Begins

I guess i am struggling to think of things to write, as other writers or poets will agree, is that most beautiful writings are inspired by sadness or loss of some kind of something that is associated with the heart, i have a another blog since 2013 my life has been a havoc of ups and downs, mostly downs, i have a lot of nice … Continue reading Dear Reader

Tel jy die wolke my skat, Of dwaal jou gedagtes soos butterflies en volkane, ek het n song vir jou, toe gevou in my jean se sak. En jy vir my n prentjie uit jou skool tas. Jy is my hero, my pirates treasure. Wat doen jy nou? Jy terg my weer, maar dit laat my maag kielie van die lag. Ek hou van ons … Continue reading My rede vir op staan

How long will I love you As long as stars are above you And longer if I can How long will I need you As long as the seasons need to Follow their plan How long will I be with you As long as the sea is bound to Wash up on the sand   Continue reading How long will I love you?

The Silence, the trees in the night, the Moon through the clouds, I feel free. I feel alive, the silence that brings my mind to life. The earth is still and the energy in the air is full of renewing cells of life. I soak up the moon’s rays, I feel it in my veins, it takes me to that deep place inside my mind, … Continue reading I Am Free to be.

Writings i found in my note pad that i forgotten to post, my bad lol Continue reading Past experiences

      There is Magic in my words, I know they come alive when I write, they are little angels, as soon as I write, they fly up into the universe and create life. The magic in my words are like little feathers out of a pillow, flying all over the place, happiness, glitter and fun all around me, Fighting off all the negative … Continue reading There is magic in my words

Ek wil vir jou vertel van die donker tye in my verlede. Ek wil jou vertel van dae wat ek in die grys van dit versmoor het. Toe my dae, weke in maande van angs rook wolke swaar in my bors gaan le het. Maar wat sal jy van my dink? Ek wens eerder ek kon vir jou n liefdes brief skryf en dit seel … Continue reading Ek wil vir jou vertel.