"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

Archive for March 27, 2012

Here I love you.

“Here I love you.
In the dark pines the wind disentangles itself.
The moon glows like phosphorous on the vagrant waters.
Days, all one kind, go chasing each other.

The snow unfurls in dancing figures.
A silver gull slips down from the west.
Sometimes a sail. High, high stars.
Oh the black cross of a ship.
Alone.

Sometimes I get up early and even my soul is wet.
Far away the sea sounds and resounds.
This is a port.

Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain.
I love you still among these cold things.
Sometimes my kisses go on those heavy vessels
that cross the sea towards no arrival.
I see myself forgotten like those old anchors.

The piers sadden when the afternoon moors there.
My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose.
I love what I do not have. You are so far.
My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights.
But night comes and starts to sing to me.

The moon turns its clockwork dream.
The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
And as I love you, the pines in the wind
want to sing your name with their leaves of wire. ”

Pablo Neruda


Video

The Life of Birds BBC – The Lyre Bird

David Attenborough presents the amazing lyre bird, which mimics the calls of other birds – and chainsaws and camera shutters – in this video clip from The Life of Birds. This clever creature is one of the most impressive and funny in nature, with unbelievable sounds to match the beautiful pictures.


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Negative – Svet Tuge / World Of Sadness

“Tonight she died all my faith
to the last drop is absorbed country
tonight I was alone in the world
deep in the heart are extinguished desire

To live alone in a world of sadness
the desert cold, long nights
even when the days are gray dawn
with such a life

Tonight my eyes turned to heaven
demanded by the star to stand
but all of them fell to the ground
and gave me the strength to admit himself

To live alone in a world of sadness
the desert cold, long nights
even when the days are gray dawn
with such life and death lures me

I live alone in a world of sadness
the desert cold, long nights
even when the days are gray dawn
with such life and death lures me

Tonight the Angels made the wings
turned the other way
and gave me the strength to admit himself

I live alone in a world of sadness
the desert cold, long nights

I live alone in a world of sadness
night long, and me death calling me
night long, and me death calling me”


Enigma with Flower

Victory. It has come late, I had not learnt
how to arrive, like the lily, at will,
the white figure, that pierces
the motionless eternity of earth,
pushing at clear, faint, form,
till the hour strikes: that clay,
with a white ray, or a spur of milk.
Shedding of clothing, the thick darkness of soil,
on whose cliff the fair flower advances,
till the flag of its whiteness
defeats the contemptible deep of night,
and, from the motion of light,
spills itself in astonished seed.”

Pablo Neruda


Did you smile today? :)


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eternal dream tanka

I am
forever
lost in
my dream of
sweet childhood

no fears
and worries
just sun
laughter and
enchantment

light child
undying
shine upon
my bright face
and my eyes

if this
was a dream
I wish
it could be
eternal


memory tanka

 

past wind
distant chimes
recall
your loving
memory