This is about the inner child and that I will never give up being a child. I refuse to be an adult and for good reason...
Across The Universe Life’s tapestry had brought me from the rugged Welsh Coast to ‘Egoli’ The City Of Gold’ a place of dreams in South Africa I wished for so much and so little just heal from the weight of black dogs on my shoulders and a soldiered out mind Everything in tatters the mosaic torn fragments dishevelled black batik on the canvas sexy lace far from realistic realm With the Sun God watching me in rehabilitation from booze and delusion I painted love in the soil with Jacaranda petals A purple display of what could not have been foreseen as some ‘inmate’ before me had dressed up wish’s desperation Her heart on the lawn in those petals in an innocent message across and upon the Universe made match and soul’s mate Colour and passion drew us together a beeline without knowing what was what who was who just knowing it was Sharing and caring 'The Little Prince' Leonhard Cohen Bach’s 'Illusion' 'Alice’s Restaurant' drawing like magnets joined desire miracle love New fires exploding a tsunami of feelings trust intuition and magic one string with two puppets from heaven we went to the movies ‘Across the Universe’ anti-establishment and melodious Beatles orchestrated sizzling fingers embraced hands and hearts together Christmas Day almost a decade ago and still going we eloped together best friends lovers and no idea of the journey before us That less trodden path gifted us divine bliss and gave us that most unconventional Christmas present we longed for so much and so long 23rd December 2016
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