At home in my own heart
Beneath the waves of sorrow and glee
Beneath all that, I find true me
A peaceful genuine stability
Not based on situations
Whether chaos or sweet relations
Not based on weather or physical health
Not based on lack or acquired wealth
But based on what makes me me
The basis that lasts an eternity
That what is visible in for what I long
Belongs to me inside so strong
It was, and may have gotten lost
on the surface, not under the permafrost
Where my heart lies still and confident
Where my strength is found so competent
For this I turn deep inside
As that is where my treasures hide
A home in my own heart
It is where peace can start
Regardless of what the surface brings
It is from here that wellness springs
From here connected to the Source
I relax and let go of any force
The home in my own heart
Is where my peace does start
Soul Treasures
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Vlinder op mijn schouder
Op goed geluk schoot ik een plaatje
Zomaar even genieten
Zonder woorden een praatje
My very present me
I don't know who somebody is
I just know how they was
And that is just what I could see
And what I filled in is just me
It just shows my likes and peeves
It's what my minds impression leaves
They have already moved on
And the past already gone
Am I really in the now
Do I even know how
Or am I stuck in future or past
while nothing ever lasts
Change is one thing that is certain
Let's unveil the assumptions curtain
So that I can just be
My very present me
Worth is not in the doing
It is in the being that is me
It is not in what I do
But how I do it, you see
I can put love into something simple
I can leave a message of peace
It isn't because of the limits
That I stop being and that I freeze
I know what is important to me
And I put it in all that I do
Whether it is in typing this poem
Or yet another visit to the loo
I can express myself in words
Or in the thoughts of my mind
Truly we all are worthy
We are all one of a kind
We can not see our thoughts
But we sure feel the energy range
My thoughts can be elevating
And that too can bring change
The atmosphere of the world
Can use some sparkling delight
And I can contribute
Even though I may be out of sight
Like a great speaker once said
be brave and believe in your worth
The door of the cage is open
We are not a caged bird.
For sure we may be limited
in what we are able to do
But not in what we put in it
That matters for me and for you
So thank you for being you
in every aspect of the way
And may we always feel valued
Because worthy we will stay
A lovely summer night in June
It was a night in 1970 ten minutes before midnight
That a baby was on her way to see the light.
The owls flew to the party that the fox threw in her name
To warn them for the storm to come that noone knew to tame
But it is such a lovely Sunday night in June
said the fox to the owls while the mouse sang out of tune
Better hurry inside as little baby is coming soon
And nature wants the world to know so don't become a wet raccoon
And thunder and lighting and rain and storms let them know
This baby in one push flew out 56 years ago
Heavy winds, heavy rainfall, heavy thunder and lightning.
Because that baby was so lovely, not because she was so frightning
Share
When something makes me happy
I can not help but share
I hope it makes you happy
And that it shows I care
Routines (Hour 15)
Routines, not many that are left
Chronic Illness leaves people bereft
Of all they used to be and do
Until people no longer know you
As who they used to know
And will just let you go
It is easier to pretend
That doesn't exist what cannot be mend
Routines almost all are gone
Though zoom has helped save one
Even that one is not always possible to attend
And I do not want to pretend
I do not want to name them by name
That would be a painful game
What was has gone, what is that is
I don't want to focus on what I miss
What is possible now is what I see
A different yet a newer me
Light (Poetry marathon 2026 final)
Light
Stringlight
Sunlight
Moonlight
Street light
Light is what gives sight
The sky at night (Hour 22)
The sky at night shows sparkles bright
Whether fireworks or star
The darker the night sky
The more we see a far
A distant galaxy seems not that far away
When everything sparkles bright while in our bed we lay
The darkest nights can soothe or scare when we at night unwind
Usually not because what's in it but because what's in our mind
Not about pidgeons (Hour 21)
Oh no!!! NOT about pidgeons
Their cooing hurts my brain
And they won't stop their cooing
It drives me insane
I know they can not help it
That it messes up my brain
And energy leaks away
Even from great distance, though they are not to blame
It is not something that I can help
It's the frequency it seems
Some sounds I'm perfectly OK
But some hit me like beams
I can hardly hear them but their cooing vibrates through
I don't know how to stop it and I don't know what to do
It is so harsh to see my energy all leak away
Distraction doesn't help the brain still feels it all the way
So NO, please not pidgeons
Please move further out of reach
I understand you're not to blame
It simply is your speech
Sometimes I wish I could detach the hearing part of me
My energy is so limited and so precious you see.
So pigeons constantly cooing zapping my energy
Could they perhaps be aliens doing it willingly...
I'll leave you with that thought and will try to block it out
I'm sorry for blaming pidgeons but I really could do without
The moth and the two clogs (Hr20)
Moth was sitting in a clog
Yes it is very true indeed
Moth was wondering which to chose
How to win, how to lose
Should it be right or left
Would occupying it be a theft
They had been vacant very long
Moths live in jackets in song
Moth listened but did not care
Moth decided it could live anywhere
We awake? (Hour 19)
We awake five more times to write from the heart
Are we awake after 19 or did we half way start
Almost there the end in sight
We awake with all our might
Sleep doesn't do us part
Though catnap between is smart
We awake?
A journey back in time (Hour 18)
A journey to my great grandmothers great grandmothers land
A history I knew nothing of and just came to understand
After moving far away to where I always grew and lived
A journey truely wonderful, for health a truly gift
I didn't know we came from here, per coincidence I came
A journey to the mothers of my mothers mother mother mothers fame
A journey back in time,
and now it's also mine