Maudmaastricht

Hello! Nice to meet you.

In these times of Corona, I wish you all 💚 strenght to stay healthy 🍀.

I live with my beloved husband Henk in one of the most beautiful towns: Maastricht. It is situated in the lowest part of the Netherlands. The region Limburg. Ages ago it belonged to Belgium, that’s why they call us ‘Bourgondiers’. Maastricht is a Roman city and has a University.

I’m working for a Symfonic Orchestra: philharmonie zuidnederland. I love classical music, I play piano, I love to walk in nature following all seasons. We visit musea and I like to read.
We like to spend time in our favorite country Italy.

I was immediately enthusiastic about this project when I read about it (August 2019) and hope to connect with you through your texts and handwriting. I love to read about your normal daily occupations. Normal things in live make me happy. I realise living in freedom is the biggest gift. And of course good health and being in peace with all the people around me.

Thank you for postcrossing with me!

Maud

I love peace poems, for example:

'a celtic prayer'

deep peace of the running waves to you.
deep peace of the flowing air to you.
deep peace of the quiet earth to you.
deep peace of the shining stars to you.
deep peace of the son of peace to you.

'The Lake Isle of Innisfree'
(by W.B. Yeats)
.....
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
.....

'The Indigo of the sea'
(received from postcrosser Sally/SerHuy from Malaysia)

The sun shone on the white clouds
The sea suddenly emerged as a piece of bruise.
Know that the sea is innocent
The wind gently rub for it
The bruise of the sea gradually disappeared.
Leaving a wrinkle-like gradient

'Let there be new flowering'
(by Lucille Clifton 1936-2010 and received from postcrosser Amanda from USA)

Let there be new flowering
in the field let the fields
turn mellow for the men
let the men keep tender
through the time let the time
be wrested from the war
let the war be won
let love be
at the end