The oldest tower in my life

More ink from the inkstone ...

this I love

making ink with water and stone on stone

the intense lines of the brush

While I am working

I witness this deep friendship

two brothers

for each cat there is a good nice basket

but they prefer embracing one another in their sleep

When I was a little child, there was a huge tower from the 14th century in my life.

I oftend visited this place with my parents,

a very old village sleeping in deep deep peace.

We cycled long ways through silent fields and polders

always the weather in my face.

Growing up in the country without having a car,

now I see this childhood was really blessed.

Once the church of Saint Anna must have been a lighthouse

like all these towers at the coast were.

When the sea still reached the village, many centuries ago

huge fires were lit at night on the top of those towers.

so I've been told ...

Maybe there will come a time when the tower will see the sea again.

I've been there :-) up there :-) only some years ago

Source: http://nl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sint_Anna_ter_Muiden

the energy of this tower and its landscape is deep strong gentle peace

the tower is still in my life

still very precious, this silent place in the fields is there

I can go there

this was my sky today

a being of light rides a heavenly swan in these clouds

and they are coming down :-)