We all have high and low days surely, they will come in waves sometimes without warning even straight to your face – but remember always what you have deep within is the peaceful Ocean. he’s there; despite any emotion despite any storm that may shake up your surface the deep Sea is there and she … in the arms of the Ocean weiterlesen
a quiet life with the waves a silent place beyond the mind's confusing jungle where Love has space hearts burn like the sun and we don't have to run from the beats of this world a quiet life with the waves with heads under water but Hearts in the winds floating in wonder trusting … work of Heart weiterlesen
shared passion for the sea and Me; You feel a Heart swelling with love maybe sent from above the fleeting clouds or down below from Ocean's grounds perfect waves is what You observe in my hair and skin so fair with eyes Shining bright windows to a powerful Light leaving with the tides … seawoman weiterlesen
rats of the Air, floating around wherever the Wind takes them whatever place calls them grey in grey they seem – but No: there is a Shimmer of green, of white of blue each of them is unique; like You. always Passing, they can go unnoticed; Nothing's lasting. considered disgusting, in the … not a pidgeon weiterlesen
art overflowing with emotion the Soul yearningly called by the Ocean and me following trustingly Heart in hand pulled in with a wish to understand. skin simply softened by the sea smiles flowering genuinely sunshine in my Heart Ocean in your hair naturally breathing in the salty air dancing with the waves the … Home weiterlesen
Nach meinen Reiseleitungen auf Santiago, Fogo und Brava war ich neugierig geworden: Wie sieht es eigentlich auf den anderen kapverdischen Inseln aus? Die drei Südinseln sind bereits hinsichtlich Landschaft, Menschen und Kultur so kontrast- und artenreich, dass ich es kaum erwarten konnte, weitere der Inseln kennenzulernen. So blieb ich drei Wochen auf São Vicente und … Wie ist es eigentlich auf São Vicente und Santo Antão? weiterlesen
it seems You don't know how to fall be carried over edges sharp and slippery hopefully following somebody's call only with the Heart you see floating free where the blueberries grow – expecting Me to catch you though. I'm carefully washing stones out of angel hair while You let the Soul wander, up … self weiterlesen
