Diary ... is coming soon ... habe ich Ihnen versprochen.
Na ja - ein Tagebuch ist es nicht geworden, noch nicht, aber einige Impressionen aus meinem Leben stelle ich nach und nach hier in dieser Rubrik für Sie bereit.

Folgen Sie mir ...

Galerie I Galerie II Galerie III Galerie IV Galerie V
Galerie VI Galerie VII

Hier noch ein kleines Gedicht, welches ich Leonard Cohen gewidmet habe und der es sehr "touching" fand. 

REST-CURE WITH LEONARD

TO BE CONFINED TO BED AND LISTEN TO YOUR SONGS
GENTILITY OF WORDS SUNG BY THE GENTLEFOLKS
KEPT ME GOING ON FOR MORE THAN THIRTY YEARS
COVERED ME WITH KISSES, LULLED ME INTO SLEEP AND DRIED UP
MY TEARS; FROM SURFACE TO THE DEEP INNERMOST FEARS

I AM THE PRIER OF YOUR PRIEST'S WORDS
YOU CAN'T UNSAY WHAT'S SAID AND SUNG -IT IS ALL TAPED
AND MEMORIES THEY LINGER ON AND COME WITHIN
RESORPTED IN THE BEAT OF MY HEART AND THE FRAGRANCE OF
MY SKIN  

HOW OFTEN I INVOKED MORPHEUS TO COME
AND MIRTHFUL I SLIPPED UNDER MY COVER
INSTEAD OF HIM THE SORCERER SHOWED UP
AND TURNED INTO A SOMNOLENT IRONIC LOVER

SOMEHOW YOU HEALED ME FROM THE DAILY HUE AND CRY
SOMEHOW YOU CRADDLED AWAY THE TENSION OF THE NIGHT
SOMEHOW YOU DID THINGS ABSOLUTELY RIGHT
AND SOOTHE MY RESTLESS SOUL BY NIGHT
YOU SOOTHE MY RESTLESS SOUL BY NIGHT

                                                       Katja Bienert, November '07