Woke up this morning,
sunlight on my face
warmed me so deep.
Opened my eyes,
thought of the dream I had.
Always the same.
Dream of love and peace.
Step by Step
going into a new day.
Feeling the breath flowing in my
Body.
Feeling my heart
beating.
Thinking of him and
his wonderful smile.
Hearing his warm and deep voice,
encases me like a warm, mild
blanket.
Memories, who are warming my
heart,
every day
like a
warming sunlight...
Freitag, 22. Juli 2011
The Dove
I live with my two children D and M in a house with a small garden near Cologne.
Last week my son M called me to come into the garden. He had found a dove walking there. But she was hurt. One of her wings was broken and she crawled
over the ground floor. It was very sad watching her suffering so much.
We had the idea to put her into our small framehouse. M and D placed a
blanket onto the floor and made a bed out of sheets and branches for her.
Then they went into the house and brought her some water. The idea was,
that she should get better and rest a bit time. We didn´t want, that a marten
killed her in the night.
So the night came and we hoped, that she would survive.
At the other morning we went directly into the garden, to have a look at her.
But she died during the night. My children cried but also realised, that she died in peace without affronts from other beasts.
I think they learned a lot from this situation.
To help, to give a helping hand, to be understanding, to show feelings and to act.
In this world it is so important that we don´t lose the view onto the little things and to value them. It helps that our feelings don´t whither, in contrast, it fills up our hearts and make us happy and lucky.
Last week my son M called me to come into the garden. He had found a dove walking there. But she was hurt. One of her wings was broken and she crawled
over the ground floor. It was very sad watching her suffering so much.
We had the idea to put her into our small framehouse. M and D placed a
blanket onto the floor and made a bed out of sheets and branches for her.
Then they went into the house and brought her some water. The idea was,
that she should get better and rest a bit time. We didn´t want, that a marten
killed her in the night.
So the night came and we hoped, that she would survive.
At the other morning we went directly into the garden, to have a look at her.
But she died during the night. My children cried but also realised, that she died in peace without affronts from other beasts.
I think they learned a lot from this situation.
To help, to give a helping hand, to be understanding, to show feelings and to act.
In this world it is so important that we don´t lose the view onto the little things and to value them. It helps that our feelings don´t whither, in contrast, it fills up our hearts and make us happy and lucky.
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