"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

Classical music



Who could ever love you like I do?
Peeling off the layers of selfishness
With a pure burning heart
With a weeping soul
With the trust of a child
Opening for you the arms of the greatest love
To shelter you in the middle of the storm?
There’s no greater love than this
There will be no other shelter than my heart.
Nobody knows how I love you
Only my soul, and it’s silent.
Nobody will ever know how I love you
Only my heart, and it’s more silent than ever.

memyselfandela, 2013




Good Night



There used to be a time when I was shining like a sun when I saw you, when you were here,
When you were my present and my everything, when you simply cared.
Now that you’re gone and given to all others and all circumstances
I find myself alone with Bach.
I need no angels, no pity, no muses, I’m just me with myself and my solitude.
Bach, my old friend, was right writing his music knowing
That all sound and thing in life has a purpose.
So just like him I bow my head in humility and quiet under the hand of the same Creator
Of the harmony of body, sound, mind and soul.

memyselfandela, 2013




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night falls again on us
unspoken silence
tenderness never imagined
in the rhythm of
your heart chasing mine
no, I won’t write any poems
I’m a nobody
I’ll just let the music of our souls
dance around
in lost attics
on rainy windows
we are one

loversmemyselfandela. 2013