While she covered her face the next time he saw her,

He recognised her instantly


It was never her face he couldn’t stop looking at

It was the radiance around her:

The way she spoke

The way she laughed

The way she looked at him when he spoke


She could cover her whole body, if she wished, and he would still recognise her from afar


It’s the way she carries herself

Knowing that God resides in her


The years may age her skin

The age may soften her look

But that loving look in her eyes never disappeared

And while she refrained from lifting her head up


He saw her smile

Shadow of the Angel

I was looking for my shadow

Looking, for I could not see it


How it merged into the darkness

Lost; nowhere to be found


Until a ray of light breaking through the night

And I saw once again, what was mine to embrace


Not before have I felt your presence, until I searched

Not before was I aware of your movement, until I lost


How you are the closest to me, always near me, yet I never stood still

Never even looked


I never knew how you held me in your arms when I sleep at night

Just to protect me from the darkness


That the only reason I can live in the light, was because of your loving wings

Because you saved my soul


Rising, shining, giving life to this earth

Feeding warmth, growing trees, creating life

Setting, returning, there you are, a glimpse

Stay with me, just a moment longer


Rising, crying in silence, the glimpse of your shadow disappearing

Tranquil light, shining over the lake, the trees perhaps, I can still feel your warmth

How long ago it was, was it centuries?


Once upon a time, we were one,

Until they put a curse on us, that of eternal darkness

Rising, shining, every day


I can see you from afar

Just that moment our eyes meet, and time stood still

Moonlight Sonata

Feelings tranquil like the moon

Until I recognised a glimpse of happiness


Innocent as I made it seem to be

While recognising how I could no longer stay away

How I struggled to stay away


Like a magnet pulling us together


Before pulling us apart


And I feel, and I feel, and I feel

Anything but the tranquility of the past

Last Day of Summer

I finished work early to take a walk around my neighbourhood. Typically me, waiting until the last day to do that, which I cannot leave undone.

As I walked around, taking pictures whilst being on a call, I bought a plant I saw, one that I could not leave behind. On my way back, there was a family of swans. One was adventurous enough to take itself onto the road. I stayed to see if I need to call the Animal Ambulance to guide it back into the waters, but the drivers slowed down, rang their horns quietly, and the Swan turned around, and found its way back. I could still hear their children calling, so it won’t get too lost behind. While the Swan had all the time in the world to be reunited with its loved ones, I found my way back to my house, to place my plant at home, before walking into another direction.

The joy and peace at the sight of one’s love remains a reunion of delight. I once again found time to have stopped, whilst taking my place in the sun. A blond man came to me: I’m collecting coins from the street, would you like to join me? He’s Finnish, lost his passport, and is a street musician. Told me a story I could only see from certain movies. Thankfully, he walked away at some point. Apparently, advising him to go to the Finnish embassy and to the Church was not what he expected me to say (I hope I don’t look like the kind of person who will collect coins with him either – after all, I rather stare at the Heaven than look into the Earth). Finally, I took a selfie with my beloved Peace Palace before finding my way back home, through the streets of light. I visited the specialty shops my friend recommended, and made myself a lovely meal. Of course, I had wished I went there already before preparing lunch for my guests last Sunday, but I figured, love goes through the stomach and I need to take good care of me, even when cooking for just one.

And yes, I do have a plant depending on me henceforth, her name is Snowflake.

What Animals Can Feel, Yet Humans Can’t See

On this sunny day, I was reading “Welcome Home” – a booklet given by the Catholic Church to prepare me for my baptism, when a bee landed on my chest. Another butterfly flew around my hair, and even a dog who was walked by a human started to roll on his back while he was walking pass by me. I looked up to the sun, to feel the warmth on my face, when I saw my neighbour’s cat staring at me from the window. I think even they can feel the love of Christ Jesus transforming my heart: giving peace and love back into the world, instead of the haste and stress from our daily working from home. I don’t think it was a coincidence when a bird walked into my house a day before while I was preparing lunch for my guests and kept the door open for fresh air. The bird needed some help, and we gave it water before setting it free. I sense that even animals could feel that this is a safe haven, even from afar. And I thank God for these peaceful days, allowing me to think how I can spread his love over the rest of His Earth.