I cannot paint a picture,
Except perhaps with words.
They fail me too
Now and again.
Sometimes I cannot describe
A scene of great beauty.
I can only explain
How it feels to see it.
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Words by Mary Larter Photograph by Andre van Rooyen http://andreinafrica.com/ http://www.flickr.com/photos/andreinafrica/
Small hand explores my face
Tiny finger brushes my lashes
Soft child’s breath on my cheek
As we lie side by side
Your smile melts my heart
Undeniable similarity, yet worlds apart
So much him, and yet all your own.
I would have loved this touch from him
But it never came.
I craved the adoration I see in your eyes
But it never came.
I … Continue reading the story "My Son"
Will my soul soar again,
above the shadow clouds?
Does one wake from this cold?
The journey through the dark seems unending
A fragile whisper – almost dawn
the heart must believe in light yet unseen.
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*Words by Sally-Jane Cameron *Photograph by Andre van Rooyen http://andreinafrica.com/ http://www.flickr.com/photos/andreinafrica/
In silent depths
At the edge of a promise
my soul must rest
learning the art of solitude
let the sadness be,
walk, lie, rise with it.
The fragile whisper of tomorrow.
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*Photograph by Andre van Rooyen
Andre van Rooyen: Photographer
"Photographer, Engineer, Geek. A friend once asked me, "Desert island. You can only have one book. Which book?" I replied without hesitation, "A blank one and a pen, please. Everything else is history." The past is just a bread-crumb trail of what's gone. The future? Now that's exciting!"
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Roses are red
Violets are gorgeous
Reading your wall posts
Makes me feel nauseous
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*Photograph by Andre van Rooyen *Words by Wayne Kallis http://andreinafrica.com/ http://www.flickr.com/photos/andreinafrica/