A tribute to Spring

My how wonderful you are

Bringing back the blossoms

Filling my ears with musical melodies from the sky

Melting the snow

Breathing in the high of Life

We once lay so dormant

I can't describe this stir I feel

Even though I am in a place

where Summer remains

And the months mold into one another

I close my eyes and you surround me

The coolness of your breath

The freshness of the air you bring

It's quite lovely

I'm so lucky to know this feeling

And even though it's beautiful here for so many reasons

I really, truly miss the changing of seasons

I miss you my dear

But kiss those near to you

Allow them to appreciate your touch

Allow them to bathe in your embrace

But save some, please

For me

Because I will return to you

Because I will never forget you

My dear Spring

How I miss you.

If I were in love, I would fuck it up

Don't let the dress fool you

I don't love you less

Just because my heart is in my throat

And my thoughts are a mess

I try to do good things for us

But most days I get confused

I refuse to believe

You're gone for good

But then again, maybe you should

 As the colours switch to shades of grey

I realize my mistake

I never wanted it this way

But that was the chance I had to take

I love you darling

Can you feel my love across the seas?

Maybe one day the wind will blow

And bring you back to me. 

The City of Nostalgia

The truth is I will always remember.

These simple symbols

represent so many memories.

So many moments I love.

And you have packaged it and sent it

high above the ocean, way across the seas

Just so I could remember.

The Gates of Paradise are guarded

A symbol of immortality

when your flesh does not decay

Your feathers are an annual reminder

Renewal, resurrection, rebirth, 

the stars and the sky,

the evil eye

The all seeing.

Your gold and blue collide

so magestically

heaven really is on earth

Since the last weekend has passed, I have just been experiencing more beauty and love to touch my heart and my soul. I have seen first hand what team work is, what collaboration is, what smooth, efficient productivity is. What passion is. We have created art, we have made concepts come to life and we have done it all on our own time. And we know there is much, much, much more to come. Life is an experience.


Life is beautiful. Especially when you're out in the middle of the ocean, paddling away from a quaint island full of life, and watching as the sun sets below the sparkling, fiery ocean. A weekend of creative production that ends with a full moon rising at your front and a gorgeous sunset at your back. The feeling of coasting along the waves, feeling as they splash your skin with the wind in your hair, a clear, open starry sky above you and amazingly talented friends at your back. How can this not be heaven on earth? 


I am making my own heaven by surrounding myself in everything that inspires me and everything that drives me.