Hello Again

And then, just like that, there they areThose two majestic horses.Never mind the passing of timeHeads down they graze the verdant grass. One of them lifts his head. Alert.He turns his gaze towards me.Standing still, watching him, I smile.‘Hello again,’ I whisper. Never mind the passing of timeSteadfast remains our connection.Slowly, he saunters towards meWhile…

In The Company of Strangers

Cast adrift from the knownInto the unknown,Trying to understandUnfamiliar ways. Trying to gain a senseOf belonging andHow I may fit in. Smiling faces andFriendly banter speakOf the unfamiliar,Stopping any strangerFrom joining in. Trying to understandLocal ways of speakingAnd doing I realizeI do not neatly fit. I am what I am:A product ofAnother place,Time, and culture.…

What Joy Means to Me

A child’s laugh, waves tumbling and crashing to shore, the cheerful playfulness of a puppy, the gentle lapping of water against pier pylons, a fiery sunset changing hue from vibrant to subdued, and the perfectly formed colour-spectrum of a rainbow thrown into sharp relief against a backdrop of dark, stormy clouds. These few evoke pleasure…

By Chance

Time and opportunity wait for no one. The future has yet to show its hand, but in all likelihood it is not interested in yesterday’s news. As for opportunity, it is an ephemeral creature. Elusive. Transitory at best, it can be downright fickle at its worst. Without fanfare it approaches quietly. For one brief point…

Touch

Touching and being touched: fulfilling a human need. Signals of belonging and acceptance: the all-encompassing bear hug, the outstretched arms of a parent inviting their child to a cuddle, or even a hearty, welcoming handshake. Sensing joy: the playful tug-of-war tumbling into a laughing embrace, snuggling under a doona on a chilly winter’s day or…