tisdag 29 januari 2013
onsdag 17 oktober 2012
söndag 7 oktober 2012
torsdag 17 maj 2012
söndag 11 mars 2012
onsdag 7 mars 2012
söndag 5 februari 2012
lördag 4 februari 2012
söndag 22 januari 2012
torsdag 19 januari 2012
tisdag 17 januari 2012
the book of longing
The book of longing ~ Leonard Cohen
"I can't make the hills
The system is shot
I'm living on pills
For which I thank G-d
I followed the course
From chaos to art
Desire the horse
Depression the cart
I sailed like a swan
I sank like a rock
But time is long gone
Past my laughing stock
My page was too white
My ink was too thin
The day wouldn't write
What the night pencilled in
My animal howls
My angel's upset
But I'm not allowed
A trace of regret
For someone will use
What I couldn't be
My heart will be hers
Impersonally
She'll step on the path
She'll see what I mean
My will cut in half
And freedom between
For less than a second
Our lives will collide
The endless suspended
The door open wide
Then she will be born
To someone like you
What no one has done
She'll continue to do
I know she is coming
I know she will look
And that is the longing
And this is the book"
torsdag 5 januari 2012
söndag 1 januari 2012
lördag 17 december 2011
onsdag 7 december 2011
fredag 2 december 2011
tisdag 29 november 2011
from a cut
soft as a feather
against my cheek
the sudden notion
of the obvious
to the eye
to the mind
- but not yet to the heart
from a cut
so sharp
so deep
so unwilling to heal
flowers start to grow
onsdag 23 november 2011
la catedral
Four out of five early mornings I was there, lighting candles for everyone of us and since I didn't really know how many we were I picked the number of seven. I didn't see what was coming, only what had been, but the wounded savior still hanging on the cross was calling for me to pray: for You and the Yours and myself and mine. So I did, and so I do. I just don't know anymore - who to?
fragile
Fragile (Sting)
If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
Drying in the colour of the evening sun
Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime's argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are
On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are
How fragile we are
How fragile we are
How fragile we are