"Here is my secret. It is very simple: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.."- Antoine de Saint Exupéry

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Creeps

Originally posted on memyselfandela:

Any apple used to remind
Of the original sin,
Of her mythical alluring death perfumed beauty.

Wisdom blinded men used to see
The creeps of destruction
In the eyes of any innocent woman

article-2044647-0E32D57400000578-567_634x64633 words, memyselfandela, October 2013

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Dawn

You asked me: “Lover, tell me, how do you love me?”
“Like life itself, like the dawn rising from the darkness” I said.

You nodded: “Lover, what hope do we have?”
“None, lover, but I will still find some hope just for us” I said.

You smiled at me: “Lover, what makes your life worth living?”
“You and the love in your eyes, lover” I said.

Then you turned and disappeared in the midst of my deepest dream.
And a distant spark of hope ignited my rising dawn.

88 words, memyselfandela, November 2013

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Photo: Adela Galasiu

Night

Mass of stone
I become
as my night falls
dreams of memory, dreams of life
travel through my frozen mind
a solitude greater than life
invades me
as I lay down and
die for another night.

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memyselfandela, 2013

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Phot: google, Ben Gossens

Thought of the day

“In order to understand the world, one has to turn away from it on occasion.” Albert Camus

“Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been. Sleep out alone under the stars. Learn how to drive a stick shift. Go so far away that you stop being afraid of not coming back. Say no when you don’t want to do something. Say yes if your instincts are strong, even if everyone around you disagrees. Decide whether you want to be liked or admired. Decide if fitting in is more important than finding out what you’re doing here.” Eve Ensler

“I was a man who thrived on solitude; without it I was like another man without food or water. Each day without solitude weakened me. I took no pride in my solitude; but I was dependent on it. The darkness of the room was like sunlight to me.” Charles Bukowski, Factotum

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Black & White Solitude

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“I have to be alone very often. I’d be quite happy if I spent from Saturday night until Monday morning alone in my apartment. That’s how I refuel.” Audrey Hepburn

“Therefore, dear Sir, love your solitude and try to sing out with the pain it causes you. For those who are near you are far away… and this shows that the space around you is beginning to grow vast…. be happy about your growth, in which of course you can’t take anyone with you, and be gentle with those who stay behind; be confident and calm in front of them and don’t torment them with your doubts and don’t frighten them with your faith or joy, which they wouldn’t be able to comprehend. Seek out some simple and true feeling of what you have in common with them, which doesn’t necessarily have to alter when you yourself change again and again; when you see them, love life in a form that is not your own and be indulgent toward those who are growing old, who are afraid of the aloneness that you trust…. and don’t expect any understanding; but believe in a love that is being stored up for you like an inheritance, and have faith that in this love there is a strength and a blessing so large that you can travel as far as you wish without having to step outside it.” Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a young poet

“The more powerful and original a mind, the more it will incline towards the religion of solitude.” Aldous Huxley

“Guard well your spare moments. They are like uncut diamonds. Discard them and their value will never be known. Improve them and they will become the brightest gems in a useful life.” Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Black & White & Rose

Originally posted on memyselfandela:

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Everything consists of
mostly empty space
filling the gaps between
levitating particles.

The singing bird,
the traveling train,
the darkness around,
your inquisitive eye
all are mostly not here.

Could we exist
without the invisible
particle of life
that makes
all the difference?

God’s breath of life
radiates inside us
creating the moments
that touch our hearts,
giving them substance.

In a life that could close
like a dark eyelid
over all
we defy all logic
and will always remain
absolute blossom.

81 words, memyselfandela/Adela Galasiu, June 2014

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In Bloom

Originally posted on memyselfandela:

When are you coming,
You weary soul and hungry breath?
I hide your beautiful memory framed
Sleeping deep in the fire of my heart.

My breath rests easy on your chest
As the night blooming in your loving eyes
Comes out of depths of your soul
That you have even forgotten.

What does your heart hide for me,
You dawn ethereal love?
No more tears, no cage of stone
To hide my crumbling being.

The delicate touch of your smile
As you kiss my moonlight shining lips
Awaits for the sun to melt us
In a passionate bud eager to explode.

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100 words, memyselfandela, October 2013

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