uitslapen

struinen

ELfia

Exploring

urbexen

THE DOOR
By Miroslav Holub

Go and open the door.
Maybe outside there’s
A tree, or a wood,
A garden,
Or a magic city.
Go and open the door.
Maybe a dog’s rummaging,
Maybe you’ll see a face,
or an eye,
or the picture
of a picture.
Go and open the door,
If there’s a fog
It will clear.
Go and open the door.
Even if there’s only
The darkness ticking,
Even if there’s only
The hollow wind,
even if
nothing
is there,
go and open the door.
at least
there’ll be
a draught.

Weverslo

Who By Fire -  Leonard Cohen

And who by fire, who by water,
who in the sunshine, who in the night time,
who by high ordeal, who by common trial,
who in your merry merry month of may,
who by very slow decay,
and who shall I say is calling?

And who in her lonely slip, who by barbiturate,
who in these realms of love, who by something blunt,
and who by avalanche, who by powder,
who for his greed, who for his hunger,
and who shall I say is calling?

And who by brave assent, who by accident,
who in solitude, who in this mirror,
who by his lady's command, who by his own hand,
who in mortal chains, who in power,
and who shall I say is calling?

green

op het hof

des webs

dreams

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow

-Langston Hughes

Tuin der Lusten

Varadero Resort

                                                                          -Ik voel me als het huis van de boswachter
                                                                          waar de bijl de schuld heeft en de bomen vallen-

                                                                                                                                                MARIA ELENA CRUZ VARELA

duikles

lentefeest Lent

Een trap omhoog, naar bloesem en blauwe lucht 

Tongelaar

even wachten

got way off the beaten track