When the night loses its warmth
And the sky hides its colours,
My thoughts return to the one soul
That once felt like home.
Each sunrise reminds me of beginnings,
Each sunset whispers of endings,
And somewhere between the two,
Your memory still breathes in me.
I think of you,
In ways the world will never understand.
Gerald Crawford in Stellenbosch
My Personal Motto Is: With experience and study comes insight with insight come wisdom with wisdom comes moments of absolute clarity, transcendence then follows.