That Cool breeze you feel
when the night air is still….
Gently touching your face
from a far away place…
So breathe in gazing stars above
as you’re filled with erupting love…
From the very core of my heart
Though we’re far apart ….
My soul’s bound to you
In a space without you….
As the lingering memory
soulful dream not to be….
For my love is deep as the sea
And wisdom to set you free…
All my love…
In this lifetime….
and the next…
The memory of you haunts me in the coolness of night
Shades of gray have replaced colors of bright
Your arms too me in wonderful bliss
The experience of love will be missed
And the true beauty of your gentleness
saddened that ‘us’ brought you much pain
Acceptance is like a sea of distain
Raining over my heart will remain
Building a wall around thy heart
Designed to keep everyone out
No more entrance will be granted
For I am done with lamented…
While one may be temporarily down
Soon to leave a face of frown
Dearest friends are the jewels of the Nile
Always there for the duration of a mile
Thank You my dearest of friends…
Always in my heart
I do not love you as if you were a salt rose, or topaz
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
So I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oFG661C08yI
I Like For You To Be Still’ by Pablo Neruda:
I like for you to be still
It is as though you are absent
And you hear me from far away
And my voice does not touch you
It seems as though your eyes had flown away
And it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth
As all things are filled with my soul
You emerge from the things
Filled with my soul
You are like my soul
A butterfly of dream
And you are like the word: Melancholy
I like for you to be still
And you seem far away
It sounds as though you are lamenting
A butterfly cooing like a dove
And you hear me from far away
And my voice does not reach you
Let me come to be still in your silence
And let me talk to you with your silence
That is bright as a lamp
Simple, as a ring
You are like the night
With its stillness and constellations
Your silence is that of a star
As remote and candid
I like for you to be still
It is as though you are absent
Distant and full of sorrow
So you would’ve died
One word then, One smile is enough
And I’m happy;
Happy that it’s not true
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This implication is deeper than physical presence, but what happens to the soul
The winds are spiraling
To the depth of the seas
A love that was once
May never be…
With walls of stone
Each attached shrouded in pain
microcome now hidden again
There is no anger or blame
For the one who came
Strength comes through spears of acceptance
Thank You “Wittydud” for publishing this beautiful video
Beautiful World – Africa 1080p HD
Music 1: James Newton Howard – “Solomon Vandy”
Music 2: Beautiful World – “In Existence”“Touch the earth, love the earth, her plains, her valleys, her hills, and her seas; rest your spirit in her solitary places. For the gifts of life are the earth’s and they are given to all, and they are the songs of birds at daybreak, Orion and the Bear, and the dawn seen over the ocean from the beach. “
~ Henry Beston (1928)
είμαι Kaλa
Μ’ έχει πληγώσει, έχω ματώσει
γι’ αυτόν υποφέρω, τι θα γίνει δεν ξέρω
περνάω μια μπόρα και σε φώναξα τώρα
θέλω να πας και να του πεις
Πως είμαι καλά, περνάω μια χαρά
Θέλω να του πεις ψέματα
Πως είμαι καλά περνάω μια χαρά
Για μένα έχει σβήσει
Να δω τι θ’ απαντήσει
Μ’ έχει πεθάνει, μ’ έχει αρρωστήσει
μ’ αυτά που κάνει μ’ έχει διαλύσει
σκέφτηκα εσένα κι η μόνη λύση
είναι να πας και να του πεις
Πως είμαι καλά περνάω μια χαρά
Θέλω να του πεις ψέματα
Πως είμαι καλά περνάω μια χαρά
Για μένα έχει σβήσει
Να δω τι θ’ απαντήσει
Θέλω να του πεις – είμαι μια χαρά
θέλω να του πεις – όλα τέλεια
κι ύστερα να δεις τις αντιδράσεις του
Αν μελαγχολήσει
αν πονέσει, αν δακρύσει
το μωρό μου αν λυγίσει
τότε πες του πως εγώ
Είμαι καλά περνάω μια χαρά
Θέλω να του πεις ψέματα
Είμαι καλά περνάω μια χαρά
Για μένα έχει σβήσει
Να δω τι θ’ απαντήσει
Still Missing you forever
The son of our mother
Born June of 1941
You were the oldest one
Memories of days past
Spent in laughter
And the jokes we
Played on each other
In the dark at night
When I was a fright
You turned on the light
You were honest, loving
and kind to your core
You were Intelligent, honorable
And so much more….
Another day alone on a beach
Feeling he is just out of reach
The salt air, brushing my face
He touched my soul with his grace
Hands held but quickly slipped away
Wondering if he will be back some day
With arms out to hold his hand
This gentle, kind & loving man
Hope floats on the sea of tranquility
Resonating my soul deep within me
Brining him much needed joy
This man grown from a sad boy
Filling my heart of love for thee
In the lifelong of one’s journey
Woman on the Beach Waitinig and Wondering
