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Mostly photography, with the occasional philosophical contemplation

26: Tree of Life

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Seeing you feels enchanting
You swirl your way to the top
With leaves so soft and smooth
Colored in the most subtle colors
This little paradise is your domain
Although small others are dwarfed
By your enormous presence
In the silence which surrounds you
I cannot help but wonder..
Can this be the tree of life?

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24: Waking Up

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Slowly i seem to be waking up
But still the wondering:
Who is waking up?
The city betrays a deeper layer
What is this dream?
Penetrating all the senses
Human existence so dense
Living twenty-four-seven
The city invites me to go further
‘Look beyond the old dream
I offer a new dream of hopes sky-high
Speed up and lose control!’
But i know i am tired of dreaming
All these old and new castles of illusion
Try to lure me back into deep sleep
But i know this dreamworld
Has nothing to offer me
It’s just a circle of never ending stories

 

What are you looking at?

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Witte Vlek in het gras

My dear friend, what are you looking at?
You stare in the distance certain of your aim
As your glance penetrates the grass
Your ears pick up the sounds around us
What do your senses tell?
How wondrous to sit right beside you
And seeing a whole different world

As the camera points towards you
You let me know with a familiar meow
That it surely is a cats’ honor and duty
To look as if one is deeply involved
In a staring contest twenty-four-seven
And know that no one can beat you
If I promise i won’t mention the birds