Arhive etichetă | truth

Inima inimii…/ Heart of the heart

 

“The heart of man is very much like the sea,
it has its storms, it has its tides
and in its depths it has its pearls too”
― Vincent van Gogh, The Letters of Vincent van Gogh

 

       Iubirea foșnind printre clipe
     numite în șoaptă de stele,
    inima sens tălmăcind,
  magic pulsând
adiere..

iernii îi suflă culoare
   nucleu de soare tihnit,
      iertare în fulgii de nea
       miracol,
         izvor
           infinit

 

Harmony rustling through seconds
e
mbellished by whispering stars,
a
nthem of meanings and 
r
hythms, softly
t
hrobbing

   of
  far

 truths
healing
 errors,

   heavens
     engendering blessings,
a
nswers like arms waving warmth
r
eaching for love and 
t
ogetherness

 

Nic💙le

 

Limpede petală…/ Petal clear

 

“I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart’s affections
and the truth of the Imagination.”
― John Keats

 

Petala…
oglindă, privire, lumină
răcoare
de seară,
culoare
senină,
raze rotind nuanțe-n spirală,
limpede sacru
de catedrală…

 

A petal…
a mirror, a gaze, dear light
a balmy
soft breeze,
the colors
so bright,
rays spinning hues in a spiral so feeble,
so clear, the sacred,
of a cathedral…

 

Nic💙le

 

 

Spring Quotograph… and the gate of the garden

 

 

vom păși albastru prin iarbă
inspirând aer auriu,
vom atinge razele cu degete grăbite

și vom deschide poarta grădinii,
pășind desculți dincolo de cuvinte
îmbrăcate în zi

într-o secundă furată,
un fir de nor ne va acoperi
mersul,
vom alerga portocaliu și meandre
rătăcind cărarea,
și eu voi surâde șoptindu-ți,

…întreabă soarele!

 

we’ll take blue steps through the grass
breathing the golden air,
we’ll touch the rays with hurried fingers 

and we’ll open the gate of the garden
treading barefoot beyond words
dressed in daylight

in a stolen second
a thread of cloud will cover
our walk,
we’ll start running orange and winding
losing our path,
and I’ll smile at you whispering,

…ask the sun!

 

“your smile.
is the ultimate
golden dream
all the poems
in the world
are waking up from.”
Sanober Khan

Note the quote…

 

“People have forgotten this truth,” the fox said. „But you mustn’t forget it. You become responsible forever for what you’ve tamed. You’re responsible for your rose.”
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

rose