Writing

I dont think that any (Well, three maybe) of those who are reading this blog know that I have written poetry - and do sometimes - and even have earned money (whoa) with it.


En Tone



Gennem luften danser stille en tone,
blid fuglesang.
Sender bud om solens mildt-varme stråler,
ømt kærhedstegn.
Al vor jord vrimler over af fugle, i vor himmel og på paradisvis.
givet til os af skaberens godhed, så til evig tid vi på ham tror.

Over haven ligger nænsomt et sollag,
blomstrende trær.
Fylder sind og alle buske med lyde,
sød jubelsang.
Dagen skrider og aftenen lider, stille rolig i vor sjæls helligdom.
Gir forvisning om skaberens nærhed i hver bi, hver blomst hver busk og træ.

Aftnen nærmer sig med listende poter,
gylden og varm.
Trækker over sø og enge et dække,
sover i ro.
Se da kommer fra Gud evig varme, rige gaver med et løfte om fred.
Vi skal alle i modenheds fylde, nyde livet i hans kærlighedsbo.


So sorry for posting it in danish - it is a psalm written on an absolutely beautifull melody that is both slow and resembles humming, a peacefull and restfull melody. I just felt the need to post something beautifull on the blog :-)

Want some poetry in another language?


Ich bin so froh
Denn mein Po
Passt genau auf unsrem Klo!


What, that wasnt good enough?

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Well!

Thanks to Robert Frost, there has now also been content for all the english-speakers out there, too.

/Lene

Who is knitting socks and a fabulous new sweater...