Emitte lucem et veritatem

Heavenly Lord of all mornings
Bring a star, goddess, moon or a new
To this old heart of sterling silver…

In my hand a bright flower
Steady, clear, white, charming…
In my thoughts only one question:

Will we see each other before the first evening star?

Certainty only one…
Life will not cease…





“And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.” - Kahlil Gibran





Listening to Cream – “White room”