To give

We ask. We want. We demand. To be of importance. To be
heard. To be recognized. To matter, to someone. So many things
that we want, while we should ask instead: what is it, that we
can give?

About strength

What is strength,
I always wondered.
Never giving up, he said.
Never giving in, she said.

Growing up
we do not have a choice.
We are born the way we are
and yet all too often,
we are punished for just that.

So in fact,
the only choice we have
is to make use of the only thing
that’s truly ours,
our mind,
our soul.

So instead of letting them put on even bigger chains,
let’s start to pretend
that none of these are real.
How do you break them?
With strength and force,
someone would say.

Do you know what strength is?
It is maybe the least physical thing there is.
So use it,
use yours
to unchain yourself
and finally start to fly.

A lifetime

I don’t know! – she shouts.
He looks at her.
She stares back.
A drop of sweat falls to the ground.
The hair on her neck starts to stand up.
Still. They glance at each other.
Nobody moves.
Her finger, she lifts it
and touches his hand.
He shrinks back for a second,
but then he cannot resist.
Seventy years of life have they shared,
and they just cannot stay mad at each other for long.


The way she sat there. The look in her eyes, the gentle smile on her lips. There was something about her. Just by sitting there, by looking me directly in the eyes, I felt that time and logic stopped, that my complete rational being just blended with my surrounding, with our surrounding. Our souls merged – compassion made my heart go wild. No distractions. No denial. Just two human beings feeling each others pain, and healing it just by being there. It was magical. I saw myself in her and it changed everything.