Dag oma..

Dag lieve oma,

Mag alles waar je ooit van gedroomd hebt,

En wat bij leven nooit gelukt is,

Bewaarheid worden in de rust die jij gevonden hebt.





When you're scared of dying,
And you're holding on,
You'll see devils tearing your life away.

If you've made your peace,
The devils are really angels,
Freeing you, from the Earth..

The Diamond Paradox.

It rose, slowly, from the ground.
Majestically swirling up into the air.
It fluttered its wings, afraid at first,
By itself perceived as so unfair .

Then it came,
that hammer pounding on my foundations.
And yours, that can not be denied,
I found the outcome of the wrong equations.

But then , hardly could I believe it,
It stirred and recovered, of hope bereft.
It's strength rekindled, doubled by the impact
And the gaping hole it left.

Like a phoenix from the ashes,
Out of the coal ashes the diamond came,
Its beauty shown only now by the pressure put upon it,
I will not lightly forget it's name.

© Memento Mori 2008.