© Pawjanka ART 
© Dirk Engelage

What's on my mind 
is hardly ever clear; 
fragmented, shadowed 
but yet there, 
with room to play, 
combine 
and take apart 
again.

In images, 
in sounds, 
in words and sentences 
sometimes, 
in making me begin 
to move, 
to dance.

What's on my mind 
is hardly ever clear. 
But never mind, 
I'm glad it's there 
and welcome them 
in any form 
and play