Words are not just words
they are kisses
on the lips of silence
that speak of your essence

Sunday, April 25, 2010

In my Garden

Alhambra, Spain

Around my soul,
like around a Medieval Garden,
rises a Fortress.
In the middle is the Fountain:
the Heart.
When you look at me,
the gates open.
Come in freely.
As I am getting older
I spend more time by the Fountain
then in the Towers.
If you see something beautiful in this Garden,
pull it out,
replant it.
It is yours as much as it is mine.


Thursday, April 22, 2010

Shaking the Tree, Peter Gabriel and Youssou Ndour


Would you like to dance with me?
Utapenda kudansi?

One language is never enough.
Lugha moja haitoshi.

Have a nice day!
Nakutakia siku njema!

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

The Sandcastle

The Sandcastle, it never lasts long.
To build it: is it right or is it wrong?
Nobody ever lives in it.
Why does anybody even bother making it?

The first rain or tide will wash the walls away.
Will children even remember their play?
The splenid Sandcastle will become again
nothing more then a sand, dull and plain.

But what can we ask for more?
We live for new ideas to explore.
Time is not only measured by sand,
We measure it any way we can comprehend.


Monday, April 12, 2010


Herbert "Herb" Alpert (born March 31, 1935) is an American musician most associated with the group variously known as Herb Alpert & the Tijuana Brass, Herb Alpert's Tijuana Brass or just TJB.

A New Scent

At first I saw only the bright light, I have sensed something new. My mind couldn't dwell into the beautiful details until the heart didn't send the approval. Or, was it the other way around?
Is it allright to enjoy? May I go on this adventure now, here? How will this change me? Should I warn somebody that I may be gone forever? Shall I be recognized when I come back?
"I can't come back", I said to myself. Time travels only forward, and life just goes on.
So, I have relaxed, and let myself indulge.
It was a new scent.
The scent filled my nostrils and therfore forever changed my breath.
The scent covered my face and changed the way I look.
The scent gently landed on my eyelids and made me close my eyes.
The scent flooded my mind, made it alive.
I felt the scent while it travelled down my spine.
It was powerful like an ocean wave; it was unavoidable like an arrow arched from the birth of the Universe.
My body became the house to the fire, like a volcano. My hair turned red like a lava.
My lips and my heart became one: Speaking of nothing but Love from that moment on.


Herbie Hancock

April 12th, 1940 – Pianist Herbie Hancock born in Chicago, IL. He is regarded not only as one of the greatest living jazz musicians, but also as one of the most influential jazz musicians of the 20th century. His music embraces elements of funk and soul while adopting freer stylistic elements from jazz. Herbie's best-known solo works include "Cantaloupe Island", "Watermelon Man", "Maiden Voyage", "Chameleon", "I Thought It Was You" and "Rockit".

Friday, April 9, 2010

Algo tuyo en mi

There is a little bit of
me in you
and a little bit of
you in me

When I see your eyes
I smile
and then
I see my smile in your eyes

When everything is
Upside Down
We see it the same way

Vesna 9/4.2010
For Zoe

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Remembering Billie Holiday

April 7th, 1915 – Vocalist Billie Holiday born in Philadelphia, PA. Nicknamed “Lady Day” by her friend and musical partner Lester Young, Holiday was a seminal influence on jazz and pop singing. Her vocal style, strongly inspired by jazz instrumentalists, pioneered a new way of manipulating phrasing and tempo. Above all, she was admired all over the world for her deeply personal and intimate approach to singing. She co-wrote several jazz standards, notably "God Bless the Child", "Don't Explain", "Fine and Mellow", and "Lady Sings the Blues".