A dark strange December, suffocating without 
joie de vivre & menacing, in the end I couldn’t 
communicate, no replies to friends messages, 
no talking to Birgitt, my nephew, no replies to 
Heike or Ronel, no action & I didn’t know why; 
today I think if anything it must have been
Because of Carine, my little changeling child, 
her birth mother died - then also a beloved; 
Carine’s heart-broken, her spirit weak so I’m 
carrying a torch just for her - from now she’ll 
be the first in my prayers, the golden light of 
love shining out to her all the time 
All guardian angels alerted - even though so 
many engaged in rallying against the terrorist 
attacks - there are angels spared just for my 
changeling child who saw death far too often: 
mother, grandmother, husband - mother-in-
law - miscarriage of her child, too much pain 
For my changeling child, all I can do is pray, 
meditate and tackle a backlog of messages; 
supplicate to see Carine grow warm inside 
again, visualise her life changing to victory 
over adversity - my guilt is I couldn’t help her 
when she and I were too young - 
Today I try, I now know why my changeling 
child is so very precious to me: I need her 
to need me to help her, else my life will have 
been in vain - there’s just one thing yet to be 
done: give her all the love in my lonely heart, 
help her find her way back to the sun…
 
[Revised 23 January 2015]
[ORIGINAL:]
 A strange December, dark, without any joie de 
vivre, suffocating, menacing; in the end I could 
not communicate with anyone, so no replies to 
messages of friends, no talking to Birgitt or my 
nephew, no replies to Heike or Ronel, no action  
and I did not know why – today I think 
It must have been because of Carine, my little 
changeling child, her birth mother died then a
beloved also; Carine’s heart-broken, her spirit 
weak so I’m carrying a torch just for her -from 
now she’ll be the first in my prayer, the golden 
light of love going out to her all the time 
All guardian angels on alert - even though so 
many engaged in rallying against the terrorist 
attacks – there are angels spared just for my 
changeling child who saw death just too often: 
mother, grandmother, husband - mother-in-
law - miscarriage of her child, too much pain 
For my changeling child, the only thing I can do 
is pray and meditate and tackle the backlog of 
messages, pray and see Carine growing warm 
again inside, visualise her life changing into 
victory over adversity, my guilt is I could not 
help her when she and I were young  - 
Today I try, since I know why my changeling 
child is so very precious to me now: I need her 
to need me to help her, otherwise my life will 
have been in vain – there’s just one thing to be 
done: help her find her way back to the sun -
giving her all the love in my lonely heart…
[12 January 2015]
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