Time rewrites every line

From my blog post titled Legacy of Beauty, this excerpt resonated strongly this evening."As time morphs the pain into beauty it also morphs the beasts into angels.Those that manipulate the vulnerable suddenly appear as the downtrodden when their loss of control is lamented as a betrayal of love or affection.I sit with morbid amazement as [...]

The Betrayal of Pain

As a child, I recall idyllic holidays in the heartland of Kwazulu Natal. A small farm town with only basic amenities, and a farm with an abundance of natural intrigue, even more than beauty. These are two destinations that merge into one in my mind when I reminisce about the long drives down the rugged [...]

Heart Strings

There are moments that creep up on me that extract memories and yearnings that l barely recalled up to that point. But in a brief moment, those vague recollections suddenly surge forward with an energy that leaves me mute. Playing with my niece tonight rendered one such moment. The sincerity in the laughter of a [...]