the laughing dove

“Darling, there’s joy to be found
in the simple things.”

Herfsblare en Kristalglase

Reuse akkerbome wat handevat bo-oor blaarbedekte strate verduister die sagte winter-son. ‘n Tuinman met ‘n hark probeer vermoeid die sypaadjie netjies maak terwyl die puntjie-blare ‘n klein heuwel agter hom word. Dit voel of ons in ‘n ander land is! Tot oorlopens toe vol met dankbaarheid is ek dat ons betyds wakker geskrik het om hierdie towerryke seisoen te kan beleef in die stukkie van Gauteng wat ons “ons straat” noem.

Die Hart op my Mou

Ek het nou die aand al geweet dat ek hierdie week iets wil skryf. Ek was besig om te skribbel aan ‘n paar idees toe ek op die spoor van hierdie skryfstuk kom. Hier is ‘n onderwerp wat my lewendig maak! Iets wat my vinnig opdreef kan sit en waaroor ek vir dae lank kan aangaan...

‘n Biscuit duskant die Ewigheid

Die naaste beskawing met ‘n bande-plek was Hentiesbaai, 260km weg. Ons enigste spaarband was ‘n biscuit. ‘n Biscuit is basies maar ‘n fietswiel op so klein bietjie steroïdes. Ons was so in die middel van nêrens soos wat kan kom. Sonder simkaarte in ons fone. Met ‘n halwe pakkie salticrax.

A Bouquet of Birds

‘Intimacy is free from obligation’ came the gentle whisper through the quiet. Obligation to share, to learn, to teach, to even remember. Intimacy is here and now. Only here and now. Wholly here and now. Je-sus is here and now. I am here and now. Where there is no need for inviting in or pressing through or searching out...just pause and see...allow the Quiet to engulf you and see. He is here! He is now. And from the Quiet poetry starts to flow...”

kingly fisher

some truths are heard before they are seen in the places where herons wade with up-hill persistence and eagles soar with no resistance humility: a narrow inbetween the greatest victories are won where no man nor words can dare to come in the hidden places where no eye can see at the end of our …

troupant

in a covenant of colour you have clothed me in array with eyes to see beyond the now to where we will forever stay the wilderness is never void of you the unknown were we’ll always meet the covering i have in you, secure your ceaseless devotion ever sweet. - troupant - see more

chattery cape robin

before the horizon was painted in pastels your song was the promise that the night will pass and day was preparing to arrive in me joy sprouted up through childlike curiosity you spoke happy melodies into the places where eternity was planted in my heart and i somehow knew that i was made in the …

paradise here and now

palm-leaf hut behind a mansion wall find me here to stay show me still a better way scarlet stripes upon a tree find the ransom paid love breaks through the harsh façade quiet place in the bustling streets find me free to see to fearlessly just believe shooting star in the height of day found …

little one

i remember you from a time where i couldn’t get my heart to speak through my doubting lips but uttered silent prayers in the deepest places of my being to my childhood Secret-keeper closer than my very skin He was and i knew He knew you surprised us in a burst of fluttering colour childlike …