Hägring
Allt du byggt är en hägring.
Rinner snart genom dina fingrar.
Kvar kan du bara lämna kärlek.
Tiden visar oss ingen nåd.
Som sandkorn för vinden.
Är vi jämlika i tidens öken.
Mirage
Everything you built is but a mirage.
Soon slipping through your fingers.
Only love you can leave behind.
Time show us no mercy.
Like grains of sand in the wind.
We are equals to the desert of time.
It is better to be loved than remembered, ha de Gött!
Lyckan
Satt på gyllene pedistal.
Jagar vi och tillber vi den.
Driver oss i olycka.
Men lycka är bara en biprodukt.
Av given du fått.
Och hur du spelar den.
Happiness
Sat on a golden pedestal.
We chase and worship it.
Drives us into misery.
But happiness is just a by-product.
Of the hand you’ve been dealt.
And how you play it.
I’m H. A. P. P. Y, I’m sure I am, I know I am. Ha de Gött!
The fog thickens and makes it hard to see what the next steps will bring. We can only hope that the sun will clear the mist.
Have faith and follow the beacon of hope, ha de Gött!
Vattenkastare
likt vattenutkastare
öppen mun och stenansikten
spyr ut lögner och förnekelse
står vi under, tittar på
någon annan träffas
som har annan färg, på paraplyet
håller palatsen torra
när vi vadar i lögner
förnekar det som skaver
Gargoyles (English version)
like gargoyles
open mouths and stone faces
spewing lies and denial
we stand under, watching
someone else get hit
who has a different colour, on the umbrella
keeping the palaces dry
while we wade in lies
denying what chafes
After rain comes shine, ha de Gött!
The Priest gave me this book
to read in my own time
to find ways to heal
to make odds and ends of life.
It lay there on my desk,
for a long, long time,
then in the book shelf,
finally back to my desk.
Why did I not take the time to read?
Author on the cover looks
confident and trustworthy.
But it was that title.
"There's a lot you don't have to"
I finally challenged the title and has almost finished reading. It’s a really good book on the theme Faith, Time and Love and how to be true to yourself and your time without too many “musts”. The author Tomas Sjödin has been very productive but sad to say I cannot find out if he’s been translated to English.
To read is to discover, ha de Gött!
There's a path to Nowhere,
I walk alone,
discovering each step Somewhere,
winding on its own.
Each footprint on my distance,
on time's vast sea,
choices in the branching chance,
soon covered in snow.
Swedish version
Det går en stig till Ingenstans,
jag går ensam,
upptäcker varje steg, Någonstans,
vindlar sig fram.
varje fotspår på min distans,
på tidens uppsjö,
val i förgreningens chans,
täcks snart av snö.
What’s hidden in snow, will show in thaw. Ha de Gött!
English version below.
Mörkret tränger sig på.
Ljuset fladdrar i människors hjärtan,
hoppas att stormen drar förbi.
Ur rädslor väller svart rök,
döljer hoppets ljus.
Blinda tittar vi på.
Glada att inte vi, behöver utstå smärtan,
inte jag, någon annan måste det bli.
Darrar under skuggans hök,
vallas till grus.
English version
The darkness presses in.
The light flickers in people's hearts,
hoping the storm will pass.
From fears, black smoke pours,
hiding the light of hope.
Blindly we watch.
Glad that it's not us, who must endure the pain,
not me, it must be someone else.
Trembling under the shadow's hawk,
herded to dust.
Still believe in the light, ha de Gött!
Ghosts
shadows, in a wink of the eye,
chased, by the obduracy of time,
flickering, by like ghosts,
Spöken
skuggor, i en blinkning,
jagade, av tidens obeveklighet,
flimrar, förbi som spöken,
All that counts is how did you love, ha de Gött!
Some places fills you with calm, this is one of mine.
I can sit there, out of the wind and just listen to the sounds.
Waves breaking and swooshing up the beach.
The clicking of the colourful stones.
As they struggle to stay on as the water runs back to the sea.
Just to collect new energy.
Do the same again, but never ever the same.
Remember to stop so you can find your place, ha de Gött!
I have this epic poem to write
about procrastination
…
… tomorrow …
…
Tomorrow is only a day away, ha de Gött!
UlleHaddock 