"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

Posts tagged “Universe

universal dream tanka

colours of books and

fairy world of reverie

we meet all in the

universal land of dream

connecting to eachother


Windows of the world

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Beautiful ladies,

Houses open wide their eyes

To receive the light.

 

 


Simply red

deep red

from the blood

running through nature’s veins


nature flash

ephemere moments
when petals kiss the air
frozen by the flash


Viens lentement t’asseoir , Emile Verhaeren

Viens lentement t’asseoir
Près du parterre dont le soir
Ferme les fleurs de tranquille lumière,
Laisse filtrer la grande nuit en toi:
Nous sommes trop heureux pour que sa mer d’effroi
Trouble notre prière.

Là-haut, le pur cristal des étoiles s’éclaire:
Voici le firmament plus net et translucide
Qu’un étang bleu ou qu’un vitrail d’abside;
Et puis voici le ciel qui regarde à travers.

Les mille voix de l’énorme mystère
Parlent autour de toi,
Les mille lois de la nature entière
Bougent autour de toi,
Les arcs d’argent de l’invisible
Prennent ton âme et sa ferveur pour cible.
Mais tu n’as peur, oh ! simple coeur,
Mais tu n’as peur, puisque ta foi
Est que toute la terre collabore
A cet amour que fit éclore
La vie et son mystère en toi.

Joins donc les mains tranquillement
Et doucement adore ;
Un grand conseil de pureté
Flotte, comme une étrange aurore,
Sous les minuits du firmament.

Les heures claires (1896)


Bird, Pablo Neruda

It was passed from one bird to another,

the whole gift of the day.

The day went from flute to flute,

went dressed in vegetation,

in flights which opened a tunnel

through the wind would pass

to where birds were breaking open

the dense blue air –

and there, night came in.

When I returned from so many journeys,

I stayed suspended and green

between sun and geography –

I saw how wings worked,

how perfumes are transmitted

by feathery telegraph,

and from above I saw the path,

the springs and the roof tiles,

the fishermen at their trades,

the trousers of the foam;

I saw it all from my green sky.

I had no more alphabet

than the swallows in their courses,

the tiny, shining water

of the small bird on fire

which dances out of the pollen.


Night song

Distant stars laughing

at the song of nightingales

the universe dreams.


About me

the Mother and the Child

the Destroyer and the Builder

the Teacher and the Pupil

the Darkness and the Light

the Tear and the Laughter

the Dreamer and the Realist

the Rebel and the Submissive

the Traveller and the Guide

the Dispair and the Hope

the Loneliness and the Shelter

the Lover and the Solitary…

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I’m all in one name: Woman.