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“Labyrinth”
Painting by Jeffrey Smart
From theaustralian.com.au

what if my words
the turned paths of their penstrokes
create the labyrinth

From http://thehearttruths.com

At different times in our lives and in different situations, most of us tend to look at our personal relationships, our teams, our organizations, and our governments through one of two sets of glasses: “blind trust” (naivete) or “distrust” (suspicion). At times, we may even go back and forth between the two.

These glasses have been created by a number of factors, including the way our parents and grandparents may have seen the world, the experiences we’ve had in our personal and professional lives, the people we interact with, the things we read, the things we watch, and the things we listen to. However, most of us don’t even realize that we have these glasses on.

Only as we understand how we’re seeing the world now can we truly appreciate the difference a new pair of glasses can make.

From http://quotes-pictures.vidzshare.net/

The reality is that there is a…

a day of dreams
the garden and the hummingbird
float on my breath
~Haiku by Larry Gates

Gift

A day so happy.
Fog lifted early. I worked in the garden.
Hummingbirds were stopping over the honeysuckle flowers.
There was no thing on earth I wanted to possess.
I knew no one worth my envying him.
Whatever evil I had suffered, I forgot.
To think that once I was the same man did not embarrass me.
In my body I felt no pain.
When straightening up, I saw blue sea and sails.

~By Czeslaw Milosz

You (Lord) have put gladness in my heart… ~Psalm 4:7a   ✝

Sweet Jesus, fill us with the mercy you bled on the cross and draw us back unto Yourself! Thank You for the gladness You put in our hearts. Help us to be aware of You in all that we see and hear in Creation’s…

“Hitch your wagon to a star.”

– Ralph Waldo Emerson

At what age did we lose the ability to be exuberant without the fear of what others would think of us?  When did we stop being wonderfully expressive in our joy without a care in the world?  We’ve become adults who have lost or repressed the ability  to feel and express our emotions purely, freely and openly.  I love seeing little children show their sweet joy without a care in the world.  It’s pure and beautiful.  My intent was to take a picture of the little guy sitting on the rabbit but just as I pressed the button I captured a different  moment in time;  a little boy thrilled about getting ready to go for a ride on the carousel.

Photo taken in Bryant Park, New York.

Trilingual post: English, Italiano, Română

the poem is a mountain,
an ocean, a temple, a hospital,
a tavern,
a hotel, a road, a tree
and never a wall

my life so far
is just a verse
from a poem with too many grammatical typos
and when it will be passed on clean, I will be deleted –
this poem is the name of all people on the planet

the poem is a mountain,
an ocean, a temple, a hospital, a tavern, a hotel …
a cemetery
without pits – here, the lyrics are burnt offering
– the phoenix of sigh, of smile and regrets

Albero delle poesie (1)
il poema è una montagna,
un oceano, un tempio, un ospedale,
un’osteria,
un albergo, una strada, un albero
e mai un muro
.
la mia vita finora
è solo un versetto
da un poema con troppi errori grammaticali
e quando verrà  passato…