"Here is my secret. It is very simple: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.."- Antoine de Saint Exupéry

Archive for November 29, 2012


frozen night
of shine flowing from the sparkly sky
smoke rising , entwined in mist
eyes filled of shooting stars
floating lace revealing the glowing moon
my arms around your soul
your heart around mine

memyselfandela, 2012



The Moody Blues – Nights in White Satin








Black & White


You’re like the wind through my tree
You ride in the night next to me
You lead me through moonlight
Only to burn me with the sun…

The Red Violin

Love Sonnet 116, Shakespeare

"Let me not to the marriage of true minds 
Admit impediments; love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no, it is an ever-fix'd mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his heighth be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved. "


laying your presence over my
tired shadow, bright stars shine
your soul bursts through my night
sorrow melts by your light, i reflect you

memyselfandela, 2012


As a matter of… cat

Crossroads, Joyce Sutphen

“The second half of my life will be black
to the white rind of the old and fading moon.
The second half of my life will be water
over the cracked floor of these desert years.
I will land on my feet this time,
knowing at least two languages and who my friends are.
I will dress for the occasion,
and my hair shall be whatever color I please.
Everyone will go on celebrating the old birthday,
counting the years as usual,
but I will count myself new from this inception,
this imprint of my own desire.
The second half of my life will be swift,
past leaning fenceposts, a gravel shoulder,
asphalt tickets, the beckon of open road.
The second half of my life will be wide-eyed,
fingers shifting through fine sands,
arms loose at my sides, wandering feet.
There will be new dreams every night,
and the drapes will never be closed.
I will toss my string of keys into a deep well
and old letters into the grate
The second half of my life will be icebreaking up on the river,
rainsoaking the fields, a handheld out,
a fire,and smoke going
upward, always up.”

This Is What You Are

“Take me up and let me down
Hold me when I’m sad
Take my eyes to look around
Take my ears to listen to the stars
This is what u are
Knock me down Knock me out
Make me feel shy
But when you hold me in your arms
I can just forget the tears I’ve cried
This is what u are
Write your number on my wall
It’s all u gotta do
Carve your shadow on my soul even when you break my heart in two
This is what u are
This is what u are…”