doors to your heart
you can breathe
I stayed for twenty-five. When I arrived, a sign greeted me: "Welcome to Paradise!" The jet-black beach and turquoise ocean at the slopes of Bali's biggest and most sacred Volcano, Mount Ayung .Wow, what a place. No TV's, Phones and Faxes.
Less than a handful restaurants and dive shops. Hardly any travellers. The ocean a shimmering promise in black and silver. A "wreck"; and the secrets of life buried 30 metres deep in the ocean. The local women balance the fluorescent pink, green and yellow tanks gracefully on their heads. They wear washed out blue T-shirts with the imprint: "Diver's helper club - Tulamben". Up and down the beach.
The black, wet and shiny pebbles creak. Crunch, crunch.
This is it: A secret hideaway for "Ex-terrestrials":
Simple. Only for the hardcore scuba-junkies:
Or "Wally" , a diver's icon. Balinese, longhaired, chain-smoking and -joking scuba hippie. He takes all the best marine photographers to the Indonesian underwater garden eden's...Kodak colour. More than gold- platinum: "Want to do an acid dive ?", he asks me, eyes winking." Just dive the wreck at night. Turn off your torch. Close your eyes. And then slowly open them. Just feel it ! The phosphorescence - all around you. That's my ACID DIVE !!!"
days and nights: Eating, sleeping, diving.
in one and one in all. Why leave ?
could not leave until "my family"; drove me to the airport yesterday.
Castles in pink, green and blue.
the flick of a fin
Fata Morgana of the ocean.
A purple barrel sponge. Like a crater on a distant
? Transformed? Reborn ?
am the fairy, witch and queen
But my heart filled with a vision of my very own paradise:
'Welcome to Bali !'
cardamom and coffee
After breathing and eating
swimming and diving
and loving you
Bye Bye Bali
When I come back
you welcome me
a "white smile" ?