“I was living by the lake.
I had you by my side.
And when you left,
I was so sad,
I tried to drown myself.
When I had jumped
right off the cliff
My heart could not wait
To disappear into the waves
Of my favourite lake.
But just when it
had swallowed me
It spit me right out
Just so enough above its waves
For air to fill my lungs
Oh life is sad
and life is cruel
I’m not allowed to go.
I have to live down by the lake
Without you by my side.”
Layla keeps giggling. How can she keep on giggling like this?
My witching autumn desk
This was my longest quiet. My witch took a few weeks off. I have a lot of things to say, dark and urgent things! But my health made me pause everything. The first time in my life I’m saying that. I’ll be back in the next few days! Until then, enjoy the witching mood at…
Why do we stop doing things?
“When for health reasons we stop being ourselves, what is left then? ”, I complain to my witch just when the cold and dark season is ready to arrive. I am usually decorating a cake when the message I am dreading arrives. The pastry bag in hand, I read one cancellation after another. Of course,…
When we fall …
Who’ll be thereWhen we fall?Who will comeTo catch us all?Who’ll be thereIn the end? Late at nightI hear his voiceAnd I know thatHe waved her goodbyeThrough the noiseOf a world turning away. Laughter fromA window aboveBlurry lightsAnd I know thatShe gave upon loveRight there. And I wonderWho’ll be thereWhen we fall?Who will comeTo catch us…
