An Old Irish Blessing ... May the road rise up to meet you.May the wind always be at your back.May the sun shine warm upon your face,and rains fall soft upon your fields.And until we meet again,May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

"It is said some lives are linked across time. There are certain people connected by an ancient calling that echoes through the ages....destiny."

Life is a fleeting moment. Why live life in moderation and control when it lasts so short a time. Love until you drown in the happiness, laugh until the air you breath escapes you, cry until your tears are dry and live like the next second death will take your soul. Life is yours to live, and live it you must, not in the fear of what is to come next. That Next Place is waiting for you. It waits, in the hope that you will come fulfilled and ready, not in longing and regret.

Thank You For Being a FRIEND!*°•.¸☆ ★ ☆¸.•°*”˜˜”*°•.¸☆♥Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵Ʒ..•°*"˜ ☆ ¸..•´¨¨)) -:¦:-.(ړײ)/       ¸.•´….•´¨¨)).«▓       ((¸¸.•´ ¸.•´.-:¦:-. ╝╚ ….. ... `♥♪♫-´¯

Wishing you a wonderful new week..Like little birds, we only fly when we get shaken out of our nests; and develop the strongest wings only when we try them against the wind. The dove in a fable, was perturbed because the wind ruffled its feathers, but without that air it could neither soar nor live. In struggle, it is prudent to not wish away every opposition. It is better to meet and master our difficulties that faith can be made stronger through conflict.~Leroy Brownlow~With much love allways

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Digbundel van Boerius

Gedigte van 'n Boer --------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Boerius: Herstel ons poorte Mure van gister waar vervalle steen in mank bestaan kronieke baar van dit wat was – ...die laggies wat so skoppelmaai om steen en klip se swye draai; die liefde en die leed gedeel wat smôrensmossie klank soos mos in songebakte vensters los, maar nou in graf se stilte sak die swye oor geroeste dak. So staan my volk, ook eens gevul van vreugdeklank waar son oor ruie berge in ligkrans oor die wolke span waar elk na gisters nou verlang in soeke na Nehemia moed om Jerusalem se poorte te herstel op te bou en fees tot eer van God te hou! 12 September 2012 Lokaal Gevangenis, Pretoria
Boerius: Herfstuin Kom pluk vir my papawers uit jou Boereplaas se tuin waar herfs se son deur skugter skadu’s geel en vrolik skyn Dit streel oor madeliefies en dit speel deur kapperkruid Dit bons op bittereinder roos se laaste skoonheidspr...uik. Die vygies in die voortuin, ballerina pienk getooi wat hartelus seisoen se draai die koue winters nooi. Viooltjiesaad word uitgestrooi, in strykstok grond gesaai wat selfs die wintergrou se vaal in liefdeskleur verfraai. Krisante by die boordekant bring herfs in volle kleur wat in die oggend koeler lug vermeng in douvars geur. Agapanthus en vuurpyle wat met nekkies uitgestrek die korter dag se heimwee na die lentegroei verwek. Mag ek dan in my mens se draai as laaste blommespel my lofsang tot die Groot Tuinier in voorwinter vertel. 26 Maart 2012 Lokaal Gevangenis, Pretoria. Skildery deur Marinda le Grange Digbundel van Boerius kan aanlyn bestel word digitaal en hardekopie Hardekopie: 78 Bladsye Prys: R120 (posgeld ingesluit) Besonderhede vir bestellings: E-pos dan net u kwitansie en posadres waarheen die bundel gepos moet word na: wilhelm.pretorius@yahoo.com Betaling kan ook plaasvind deur middel van Paypal op die volgende webwerf: http://www.wix.com/wilhelmpretorius/gietoffers_van_my_siel Digitale weergawe kan direk gekoop word by: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/130967

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