Under my wings
a world emerges
the great playground
where we forget to play
too often
too serious
too complicated
too forgetful of all the wonders to be discovered
too ashamed to sing aloud and dance atrociously bad
too afraid to just love and be who we really are
I give you my world which is yours
All is music – spin, whirl and revolve
Twirl your existence unto the real stage of your being
You are life’s song
°Woodlights Woudlicht
