Yearly Archives: 2008

It’s the little things that matter

It’s the lit­tle things that mat­ter, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Every now and then a com­monly used word sud­denly stands out in my mind, often for no appar­ent rea­son; it just kind of begs for atten­tion and lingers in the fore­front until I take a moment to research it fur­ther. So it was with

A different perspective

A dif­fer­ent per­spec­tive, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. I often find that peo­ple spend an awful lot of time “fix­ing” things, espe­cially other peo­ple. We tend to lose our ini­tial fas­ci­na­tion with some­one and their lit­tle quirks and ticks become more evi­dent, some­times to the point where we’d con­sider them annoy­ing, unpleas­ant or even ugly.

A time of reflection

A time of reflec­tion, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. I am glad it is autumn again and I hon­estly wouldn’t mind if it lasted a few weeks longer than it usu­ally does. I know that many peo­ple bat­tle with depres­sion this time of the year and they have my deep­est sym­pa­thy. It can be a

The colors of your heart

The col­ors of your heart, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. When the night is the dark­est And no light is to be seen When black­ness grips the world And every­thing has lost its sheen Then the moment has arrived for you to shine Like a sparkling bea­con of hope and ela­tion Set­ting the sky on

Fountain of light

Foun­tain of light, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Down the street, around the cor­ner, under the bridge, Far beyond the shops and busi­nesses, the busy­ness, the crazi­ness There is a foun­tain of light, a foun­tain of hope. Light drips down in a con­stant flow of smooth motion Like happy mem­o­ries stream­ing through our dreams. Its

Stories unfold

Sto­ries unfold, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. Sto­ries. The cities are full of them, each one worth to be told, noticed, lis­tened to. They are dif­fer­ent and unique, yet com­pellingly sim­i­lar in many ways, relat­able. They stand on their own, just as their bear­ers, yet they con­nect to each other, to one another, to all

One last hooray

One last hooray, orig­i­nally uploaded by Thorsten Becker. All the sum­mer col­ors bid farewell With one mag­nif­i­cent last hooray. Emerg­ing one more time from autumn’s red Then they rest com­fort­ably in its bed. There they slum­ber deeply till next year Awak­en­ing in spring time to much cheer. © Thorsten Becker