poetry

We have the choice, the choice of how we live our lives, as long as we do so consciously and don’t allow ourselves to be manipulated by lies that are around us and from within.

I am standing on top of my small little isle, my world‘s holy circle, so tiny and fine. And the moon rises high once more on the wide starlit sky, that precious one, and I say […]

For many, the obvious only becomes visible when someone puts it into words, condenses it in sentences – and that is why poems are still important today.