photo: Mapua, a view for a peaceful moment
I just need to close my eyes
to hear the waves
see the clouds sleeping on top of the mountains
and the sky fill up with blue birds
I feel fine in my generous dreams
but I have to open my eyes again, look
at the storms of the world
the anger of the gods
live in the chaos of the earth
but I can also
close my eyes again and
lock myself in my head and my dreams
for a minute or two.
photo: I did not have any expectation, and then, that sky, Marina, Nelson
We were looking for the light
and we would find it
we would move forward in the shadows
for as long as it took
feeling our way amongst the grey rubble
in the dark passages
we would feel the breeze
which would be close, so very close
or so we thought
photo: Christchurch earthquake, 2011, a few hundred meters from where I was living.
and when everything would go wrong
we would get up at night
we would turn to the sky
we would speak to the angels
we would ask for the sun
we would not know how to pray
but we would join our hands
it would only be necessary
to wish ourselves well.
photo: the evocative power of images, Split Apple Rock, the sky was too beautiful to sleep
We were looking at old photos, a tinge of melancholy, nostalgia, bursts of laughter, we remembered what lay behind the smiles frozen on the glossy paper, we saw the light and time slipping away before our eyes, among the delicate leaves that spoke of summer.
