"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 December 1, 2012

James Morrison – You Make It Real

“There’s so much craziness, surrounding me
There’s so much going on, it gets hard to breathe
When all my faith has gone, you bring it back to me
You make it real for me

When I’m not sure of, my priorities
When I’ve lost site of, where I’m meant to be
Like holy water, washing over me
You make it real for me

And I’m running to you baby
You are the only one who saved me
That’s why I’ve been missing you lately
Cause you make it real for me

When my head is strong, but my heart is weak
I’m full of arrogance, and uncertainty
But I can find the words, you teach my heart to speak
You make it real for me, yeaaa

And I’m running to you baby
Cause you are the only one who saved me
That’s whyyy I’ve been missing you lately
Cause you make it real for me

Everybodies talking in words
I don’t understand
You got to be the only one
Who knows just who I am
Your shinin in the distance
I hope I can make it through
Cause the only place
That I want to be
Is right back home with you

I guess there’s so much more
I have to learn
But if you’re here with me
I know which way to turn
You always give me somewhere,
Somewhere I can learn
You make it real for me

And I’m running to you baby
Cause you are the only one who saved me
That’s why I’ve been missing you lately
Cause you make it real for me

You make it real for me”


Happy Birthday Romania – La Multi Ani Romania

This is a tribute to my beloved country, the sun and the grass, and the sea and the rivers, the loving people and the joy and the sadness that all together mean Romania.

Many readers don’t know much about this country that hides so much truth and beauty and faith.

For those who love music, a Romanian song:

For those of you who love poetry, a Romanian poem by Nichita Stanescu:
The golden age of love
“My hands are in love,
alas, my mouth loves –
and see, I am suddenly aware
that things are so close to me
I can hardly walk among them
without suffering.

It is a sweet feeling
of waking, of dreaming,
and I am here now, without sleep –
I clearly see the ivory gods,
I take them in my hands and
thrust them, laughing, in the moon
up to their sculpted hilts –
the wheel of an ancient ship, adorned
and spun by sailors.

Jupiter is yellow, Hera
the magnificent shades to silver.
I strike the wheel with my left hand and it moves.
It is a dance of sentiments, my love,
many a goddess of the air, between the two of us.
And I, the sail of my soul
billowed with longing,
look for you everywhere, and things come
ever closer,
crowding my chest, hurting me.”

Nichita Stanescu

And for the art lovers, Brancusi and his stunning sculptures:

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The Kiss

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The Infinite Column in various forms

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Brancusi and Miss Pogany

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Sleeping Muse.

And until I can kiss again this holy ground and pass my fingers through the morning dew and breath the air of this place called home:

Happy Birthday Romania, God bless You!!! ❤

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I would go away, Senada Brčaninović

“I would go away
where nobody lives,
where the only sounds are
of the shore fondling
talking to himself,
Create a heavy hand,
tired eyes
and lips which said too,
at least in the short to close.
I would go this moment, to go in the way
if I knew where all of me is lost.
But no, there’s only one country,
but thousands of those hands
from morning to night, spread,
thousands of those eyes
lips like a kiss.
No man’s country …
The whole world lives in me,
entire universe pulsates
and in the eyes of my pressure.
And how to find peace,
to find myself
when my all
is all the world around me.”

Senada Brčaninović

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translation: memyselfandela, 2010


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James Morrison – Please Don’t Stop The Rain

“I thought that time was on our side
I’ve put in far too many years to let this pass us by
You see life is a crazy thing
There’ll be good times and there’ll be bad times
And everything in between
And I don’t know which ways it’s gonna go
If it’s going to be a rainy day
There’s nothing we can do to make it change
We can pray for sunny weather
But that won’t stop the rain
Feeling like you’ve got no place to run
I can be your shelter ’til it’s done
We can make this last forever
So please don’t stop the rain
Let it fall, let it fall, let it fall
Please don’t stop the rain”


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we shall meet

sailing ships
lost in the night
heading towards each other
follow the light in my eyes
I see the shine in your heart
we shall meet, my love
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memyselfandela, 2012


My loves sonnet, Matthew Holloway

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“My love is an unwritten sonnet
an ode to the greatest beauty
which sparks the soul into a song
and the heart a merry dance
which brings to life many a dream
such joy I now find in me
happy my soul thanks to love
that the world should hear
and share in such sweetness
the rich melody of this sonnet
still remains unwritten
but this love, such love
inspires all creation to thought
how can such beauty
be captured in words alone
to eternity I look and beyond
to read my unwritten love
is to live and watch over it”

Matthew Holloway

Life to me, Anees Akbar

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“Life is every where
It is in you now and forever it shall stay
Life is the wind blowing sideways
Life is the winter and the summer
I am Life You are Life We are Life
I love Life and Life loves me
Life and I play beneath the midnight sun
Life and I play beneath the morning moon
Life brings me soup when I am ill
Life kisses me good night and greets me with a smile
Life is sad and it is lonely
Life is evil and Life is blunt
Life is a true friend and never lies
I am Life You are Life We are Life”

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Fiery love, Arti Chopra

“I stare into the fire
it signifies my desire

leaping creeping and all red flames,
fire,
and its beauty hypnotizing,
fire
and its flames uprising.
sparks showering in the night,
feeding fires of lesser might,
fire feeding on life and air,
fire that lays landscapes bare,
fire that warms the heart and soul,
fire that drives away the cold,
fire thats as hot as the heat within,
fire that seeks to erase my sin,
fire promises of days to come,
fire that will unite us as one,

and then I pray for the same desire
will sometimes too ignite your fire,
two lovers burning
consumed with flames,
the ashes of their love
ignite again and again”

Arti Chopra