Advent waits 10

The twilight hour

After Mandela’s death a whole world have written and talked and given memory speeches  about what a big man he was. Mandela is now sitting together with the other angels… looking upon their children… wondering… what now…. They will be singing in rejoice if they see more than words………… What is our talent….. something was said about digging it down in the soil…….

Long evenings
When the evenings are long
and dark
the time has come
for a good tidying up
in our mind
Find out about
our true feelings
And find out
what to do
with that
……
PS
I don’t think Madiba is sitting; I can imagine him singing and running around…..after so many years with illness….