Category: Poems
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Earth Day 2022 🌍
What if we become aware of how much we need the earth to bloom, be in full abundance and be balanced? What if we notice that our nervous system is soothed and regenerated by nature? What if we (re)discover how wondrous and pure natural life is? What if we love and respect the earth so…
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Spring contemplations 🌸
Longing for spring.Wanting to see the earth bloom again showing the softest and most vibrant colours.I soak up every ray of sunshine these days, appreciating how it warms my face and clothes.I enjoy the sound of the falling rain because without rain there will be no flowers.Walking past bare trees holding their power to grow…
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A fresh start
1 January 2022 A new year just started. Endless opportunities lay in front of us. A fresh boost of motivation. Feeling inspired to achieve existing goals and make progress in newly set goals. But also taking time to reflect, to check in with ourselves in order to keep the body hydrated, oxygenated and moving. Finding…
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To light a candle for friends …
To light a candle for friends … I haven’t seen for a long time who are working very hard at the moment who are struggling mentally with whom I can laugh my head off to whom I can send my silly jokes who will offer me a shoulder to cry on whom I can cook…
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Dark gloomy days
Running past the most exquisite nature. Let the dark gloomy days of autumn remind me that it can be hard letting go, but let the bright variegated days give me inspiration in doing so. Let raindrops splashing onto the water surface create a change within, an urge to make a difference, day after day. Throughout…
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Study day in fall
Morning cold, a foggy blanket drifting towards me. Lots of students are headed towards their courses. I am going to the library. Cycling past the damped old buildings of Leuven while greedily absorbing their magnificence. Passing by a market. Adorable little stalls filled with an abundance of fruit, vegetables and flowers. I was so pumped…
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Under a Gingko tree
Leaning against the trunk of a gingko tree. Sitting under it by a pond with ducks. I see them sunbathing at the side, cleaning and adjusting their feathers. The ducks in the pond are diving under, their orange legs sticking out of the water, some are swimming back and fro while chasing each other. Fallen…
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A secret herb garden
A secret garden, a herb garden in an abbey. Constructed like the Garden of Eden. A hidden place, locked out and withdrawn from the mass. Power of life preserved and honoured through flora. The smell of lush sage, the touch of luscious rosemary and the bold colours of the burning Echinacea. This saphenous walled herb…
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Ode to a sunflower
You came a long time ago in my life, my dearest friend You were read aloud as a poem and shown as artwork to a five year old sitting in a safe space full of warmth. Then you were always there, sometimes as a gentle memory sometimes buried between the other books or that one…
Laura van Cutsem 