Freedom~Anita Holzberg

Its all about the web

    that vast net that catches us

              makes us work

                        for whatever we have



                  clouds claim our spirit when

                         it does not move ahead



                               Its all about climbing out

                          the butterfly metaphor

I found my freedom

                     again

                   

                           some might call it resilience



                                       I call it



                                            God.

In the Waking - Anita Holzberg

In sickness
   and in health
           I come to thee
                 
                      the heavens
                have my name

           solace and saniety
                   replace
                 days and nights
                         of
              when movement stopped
                 as the clock
               ticked to oblivion

                 
         
               
              
                  Ahora,  the mind walks
              in another direction

                       un lumiere petit
                 shines
                         within.

Babies - Anita Holzberg

Babies          
make their imprint of the earth's floor
              encumbered by life's frailities
                       they survive
                           they find shelter and food
                                    their Mama the core
               Even in romote Mongolia
                     A baby in a pail of water
                          walks out of the pail
                               the cows and chickens
                                       his playground
                                    
                                              Amazing
photography no words
                            Powerful  beyond cultural
boundaries'

 

Lu - by Anita Holzberg

Lu
face sparkling
walked down the hall
the walker, her new found friend

Great friends for 20 plus years
the happy times
the sad times
ran a design business together

Great friends show up and keep up
the smiles
the chatter about everything
" Hard to leave"
"Keep up the exericse"
I say
"Your make-up looks great!"
Keep that smile on your face."