Asherah – wolfshadowwhispers
soms is die lewe soos die nag
ons is blind agter ons sluiers
tas rond soos molle in die son
soms is ons gelukkig
en kry ‘n Damascus-ervaring
soms is die lewe soos ‘n warm dag
jy sweet jou tabernakel af
probeer alles maar
jy is soos ‘n skilpad op sy rug gekeer
soms staan ek woordeloos voor my altaar
en hoor Asherah fluister
en die blindheid val weg
die hopeloosheid verdwyn
ons is nie alleen nie
Heil die Moeder, heil!
Lees meer oor Asherah hier. Dit was lekker om oor Hebreeuse Mitologie te dig 🙂
Foto van Hanneliese by die fontein is die alleen kopiereg van Allen Simpson en Hanneliese Bredell
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Asherah, blindheid, Heiden Psalm, hopeloosheid, woordeloos
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ekmyselff	November 18, 2016 at 8:49 vm
Jy is skaars… ?
Antwoord	shadowwhisper	November 18, 2016 at 8:54 vm
Antwoord	Dankie 🙂 Ja, jammer ek is skaars. Daar is so baie dinge wat gebeur dat my muse sommer besluit het om stil te wees. My een broer moes ‘n nood operasie ondergaan, sy een aorta was geblok, en julle almal weet mos van my sussie wat omgery was deur ‘n padvark… wanner my vriende en familie deur krisisse gaan sukkel ek om inspirasie te kry soms. Maar van gister af gesels my muse weer met my. Ek hoop sy hou so aan.
Antwoord	ekmyselff	November 18, 2016 at 9:27 vm
Antwoord	Sterkte in die tyd, dink aan jou!
Antwoord	shadowwhisper	November 18, 2016 at 10:07 vm
Antwoord	Baie dankie. Ek waardeer dit.
Antwoord	hanneliesebredell07	November 18, 2016 at 8:25 nm
Soms moet ons net na ons binneste keer ja…
Jou beeldspraak beklemtoon die moedeloosheid en dan aan die einde kom die lig…
Die foto laat my verlang na ons toer deur Swartruggens 😉
Antwoord	shadowwhisper	November 19, 2016 at 9:16 vm
Antwoord	Dankie vir die mooi woorde… ek mis Swartruggens vandag… dit is die interresantste plek in daardie rigting, meer as Sun City. (Sun City is sooooo vervelig ne?)
Antwoord	hanneliesebredell07	November 20, 2016 at 12:29 nm
Antwoord	O beslis ja, veral die pad soontoe hie hie hie 😉 nog ‘n deel van ons memories 😉
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