There she was.
In hiding.
Too hurt to face others.
Shattered.
The world around her fell apart.
Darkness.
God where are you?

She felt something inside.
Besides all this ugliness something else was happening.
She felt the need to live, to survive.
The light was within.
A melody in her head.
A song in her heart.
Seeping through the cracks of sorrows.
Reaching her core.

She was praying.
God, give me strength to love and trust again.
This world seems so unfair.
But am I not born for a reason?
A warm glow from within gave her light to see.
She saw handles to hold on to.
To find her way out.
And she bloomed.
Like a violet in the dark growing to the light.


People are like flowers
All in need of light and water
To bloom.



Shell✨🐚

My love for you
is like a pearl inside it’s shell.
Shiny, safe and pure.



Shell✨🐚

The sun wanted to sleep.
Before saying goodbye
blushing Sun painted the sky.
Fragrance of colors filling the blue ceiling
with touches of yellow, orange and pink.
Bluish purple was born and aromatic lavender perfumed the air.
Welcoming the night.


Shell✨🐚

Watching news.
Being speechless and sad.
Humans you are?
Humans without humanity.
How can you go on attacking
right before the promise of ceasefire.
Innocent innocent children.
Abandoned by other humans, human rights.


Monsters planting seeds of hate to be surprised when little monsters are born.



Shell✨🐚

Peaceful caressing dawn.
Golden eye of awakening
sun.
Peeping in early morning’s song,
above horizon’s east.
Reflections in rippleless waters.
Showing the beauty twice.
In silence a bird calls from afar.
Soft breeze of wind’s whisper.
The world so quiet in sunrise clothing.
Overwhelming feeling
when looking at our Creator’s new creation.
A new day.



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When I die sweet child of mine will you think of me?

She sat there.
Mother of mothers, alone, isolated.
They left, all colors gone.
She had to stay here now, they decided.
We are too busy they say.
I understand.
Like in the beginning.
You’re born alone and you’ll die alone.
The former with many tears and noise,
the other with one tear in silence.
Had a busy and happy family life, a blessing it was.
I know.
But see, a beautiful creature, watching me.
An angel.
Can you believe it?
I’m talking to an angel dressed like a chicken.
But I’m grateful for everything.
I have a roof over my head
and a bed to sleep in.
I’m healthy enough.
I miss them that’s true.
I will pray for them.
Their time will come too.
We all grow old.
One day they will be me if they’re lucky enough.

Always treat the elderly with kindness and the respect they deserve.
Don’t isolate them.



Shell ✨🐚