The Book "Tilltales
Seeds for News Dawns"
The author and photographer
Ursula Tillmann was born and
raised in Germany. She is now
a Canadian citizen and lives
in Canmore, Alberta, Canada.
info@tilltales.com
DREAMERS
Stillness around
the night has
closed to find
its dreamers.
We are dreamers
of broken illusions
We dream the dream
and hope the thought
what might, but isnt
We care to dare
what could, but wouldnt.
We are dreamers
but the night
wont last
U.T
TRAVELS
And even though
I had wandered
a thousand miles
toward my destination,
I realized, when reaching
the place, I had longed
for all those years, that
only shadows were there
Way back, hundreds
of miles, of days
which I had experienced
with always different sunrises
I had passed my destination.
Way back too late now,
the roads backward
in time are closed
U.T.
NIGHT
Sleep will not
rest upon
my dreams
The candle burns
before its time.
Lost causes
chase the
striking clock
and moments
weep their memories.
Before this day
will dawn again
I seek rebirth
with all its pain
longing for comfort
of that child
which slept
and dreamt
and rested
at night
U.T.
NEW LANDS
The sound of spring
awakens me to new life
New thoughts, which
I believed forgotten
in long winter nights.
The air so mild, the
smell of green grass,
the sound of splashing
creeks and rivers calling
me out of my isolation.
Somewhere I hear birds
twitter passing by
on their way up north.
And I long to travel with
them to new lands
U.T.
THE WIND
I can feel the wind today
stronger than ever
whipping away my tears
of solitude and loneliness.
No longer do I feel him
overpowering me
we are one in need
of each other
U.T.
