Thank you Marty dear for your kind words and for thinking of us. Some days are better than others...I took some 'time out' last night and enjoyed the cool air and the sunset. Have a happy week! bisous xoxoxo. ♥️
Hello dearest Lucja thank you for your kind thoughts and wishes. I'm pleased you enjoyed my simple poem, I hope my inspiration returns to me, I have many ideas in my mind, I just have to find the words. Love and kisses and warm greetings dear friend. xoxoxo. ♥️
Dear Marisa,thank you for your kind comment. Yes the light in the image is lovely, I don't know how I managed to capture that flair of the sun's rays as I am no photographer. :-) Thanks for asking, some days are better than others. Besos xoxoxo. ♡
"Ontem foi embora.Amanhã ainda não veio. Temos somente hoje, comecemos!!!Qualquer ato de amor, por menor que seja, é um trabalho pela paz" (Madre Teresa de Calcutá)
Estimado amigo Juan gracias por el abrazo y sus palabras bien pensadas. Mi vida no es fácil ni pacífica en la actualidad, pero sí tratar de encontrar algo hermoso en cada día para sostenerme ... la belleza de las flores y los pájaros que cantan fuera de mi ventana hace un momento. Grandes abrazos xoxoxo. ♡
Thank you dear Marisa for your kind words and wishes. Yes the light is beautiful, the end of one day in the hope of a new beginning tomorrow. Best wishes dear friend! xoxoxo ♡
I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz, or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as one loves certain obscure things, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself, and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose from the earth lives dimly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where, I love you directly without problems or pride: I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love, except in this form in which I am not nor are you, so close that your hand upon my chest is mine, so close that your eyes close with my dreams.
...
The poems of Pablo Neruda is from my past. I don't know exactly why but I felt like sharing this poem with you. I am struggling, really struggling, at this moment. I feel that I can't breathe. I return to my ivy tree almost every day and touch its bark with sensitive fingers. The wind rises. Still, I stay, motionless. If only... I am hoping for something to happen. I cannot make it happen. Maybe, it is as George Frederic Watts painted on the subject of hope. Just a lone, single string on a lyre. Plucked by the blindfolded, washed-ashore girl, hoping that a new tune will emerge. I prayed for you last night and your beloved son. For the sunbeam to no longer be shy but to reveal itself from behind such dark clouds from before. Maybe you saw a flash too. I am sure I did. Humbly, C.B.
Dearest .C.B dear one, you have been in my thoughts so often of late. I am so happy to hear from you, it seems like such a long time since you have visited. I have been struggling to put my thoughts into words in a poem for you as I have been so caught up in taking care of Matthew I barely have time for anything else. You will think I don't care about you anymore, that I am neglecting you and that is so far from the truth. I miss you and since you are so far away, I cannot reach out and touch you, or give you a hug. I feel close to you when I think of you in the space between dreams and daylight, between the shadows of loneliness and the light of hope, I imagine you are with me in spirit. I imagine you are happy walking through lovely forests and across beautiful green fields. I had no idea that you are so unhappy. I am so very sorry to read that you are struggling once more, that you feel you cannot breathe. I feel so sad to think of you as a lone single string on a lyre waiting to be plucked hoping for a new tune to emerge, a change for the better, for something good to happen. What has happened to make you feel so unhappy and struggling again? You seemed well for such a long time, travelling overseas, riding your motorcycle to new and exciting destinations. I have been praying for your good health, happiness and safety but my prayers must have gone unheard. I hope the dark clouds part soon and you will be bathed in the warmth of sunshine. Please try to find that place within yourself where you feel peace away from the dark thoughts which make you feel down and lost. I know this is not easy but please think of the beauty in the world, forget the ugliness that exists. There is beauty in the warmth of the sunshine, white clouds in a blue sky, the scent of flowers, the song of the wind in the trees. All of the beauty you have shown me in your words and thoughts, these are still within you to reflect and call upon. Can I help in any way? Thank you for your prayers for Matthew and myself, I look forward to better days.
I did see a flash last night and heard the wind in the trees, the flash was lightning in the eastern sky over the ocean.
Thank you for sharing this love sonnet with me, the words and feelings they evoke are so romantic, a beautiful kind of love. I wanted a to share a favourite love sonnet with you, another composed by Pablo Neruda. Please take care dear one, you know you are always in my thoughts. Much love, Dianne. xoxoxo. ♡ ......... Perhaps not to be is to be without your being, without your going, that cuts noon light like a blue flower, without your passing later through fog and stones, without the torch you lift in your hand that others may not see as golden, that perhaps no one believed blossomed the glowing origin of the rose, without, in the end, your being, your coming suddenly, inspiringly, to know my life, blaze of the rose-tree, wheat of the breeze: and it follows that I am, because you are: it follows from ‘you are’, that I am, and we: and, because of love, you will, I will, We will, come to be.
Boa tarde, imagem maravilhosa em contraluz com cores fantásticas da natureza, é uma lindo poema.
ReplyDeleteBom fim de semana,
AG
hope all is going well for you and Matthew ! I think of you! I wish you a nice and peaceful weekend dear Dianne !
ReplyDeletebeautiful image !
bisous
Hello Dearest Dianne!!!!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem. You and Matthew wish you much strength and health.
I kiss very much and I send warm greetings:)
Lucja
Nicely done - words and picture.
ReplyDeleteCaro AG obrigado por suas amáveis palavras, estou contente que tenha gostado meu poema e imagem.
ReplyDeletebeijos
xoxoxo. ♥️
Thank you Marty dear for your kind words and for thinking of us. Some days are better than others...I took some 'time out' last night and enjoyed the cool air and the sunset.
ReplyDeleteHave a happy week!
bisous
xoxoxo. ♥️
Hello dearest Lucja thank you for your kind thoughts and wishes. I'm pleased you enjoyed my simple poem, I hope my inspiration returns to me, I have many ideas in my mind, I just have to find the words.
ReplyDeleteLove and kisses and warm greetings dear friend.
xoxoxo. ♥️
Thank you dear Cosmo for your kind words.
ReplyDeleteHappy week!
xoxoxo. ❤️
Very very very beautiful!!
ReplyDeleteBesos!
Dear Leovi thank you for your very kind words.
ReplyDeleteBesos!
xoxoxo. ♥️
Amiga Dianne,para mi es un gran gozo recibir tus comentários
ReplyDeleteUn fuerte abrazo
Gracias querido amigo Juan que me gustan sus bellas imágenes.
ReplyDeleteAbrazos
xoxoxo. ❤️
very beautiful words along with an enchanting pic! <3
ReplyDeleteDear Ankita thank you for your kind words, so sweet of you to stop by.
ReplyDeletexoxoxo. ♡
Beautiful light dear dianne. Hope everything is well my friend.
ReplyDeleteXoxo
M.
Beautiful light dear dianne. Hope everything is well my friend.
ReplyDeleteXoxo
M.
Dear Marisa,thank you for your kind comment. Yes the light in the image is lovely, I don't know how I managed to capture that flair of the sun's rays as I am no photographer. :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks for asking, some days are better than others.
Besos
xoxoxo. ♡
Espectacular santiamén, Saludos
ReplyDeleteGracias querido José por su amable comentario.
ReplyDeleteAbrazos, Dianne
xoxoxo. ♡
Lovely, simple, poem <3
ReplyDeleteThank you dear Strawberry Girl for your visit and kind words.
ReplyDeletexoxoxo. ♡
Palavras gentis são um favo de mel, doçura para a alma
ReplyDeletee saúde para o corpo.(Pr 16,24)
Obrigada amiga pela visita atenciosa!
Beijo grande, Marie.
Obrigada querida Marie para as suas palavras doces e bênçãos, tão agradável de você para visitar.
ReplyDeleteBeijos, Dianne
xoxoxo. ♡
Bonne semaine, chère Dianne.
ReplyDeleteGros bisous ! 💕
Tus comentarios parecen formar parte de tus sentimientos de poeta
ReplyDeleteUn fuerte abrazo
Cher Olivier, Je vous remercie de vos aimables paroles, semaine heureuse mon ami!
ReplyDeletegros bisous,
Dianne
xoxoxo. ♥️
Gracias, querido Juan por sus amables palabras, hago disfrutar de su arte y las imágenes.
ReplyDeleteGrandes abrazos
xoxoxo. ❤️
"Ontem foi embora.Amanhã ainda não veio. Temos somente hoje, comecemos!!!Qualquer ato
ReplyDeletede amor, por menor que seja, é um trabalho pela paz" (Madre Teresa de Calcutá)
Um grande abraço querida,
Marie.
Hello Dianne,
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem and photo1
A big hug
Dear friends Yannis & Vania thank you for your heartfelt words.
ReplyDeleteLove and hugs, Dianne
xoxoxo. ♡
Caro amigo Marie , obrigado por suas amáveis palavras; Sim, cada dia é um novo dia e um novo começo.
ReplyDeleteAmor e abraços, Dianne
xoxoxo. 💕
Dear friend Antonio thank you for your kind words.
ReplyDeleteAbraços
xoxoxo. ♡
Un fuerte a abrazo a la poeta,cuyas tristezas no le dejan vivir en paz
ReplyDeleteBeautiful light! There is always ending to start a new beginning.
ReplyDeleteAll the best my friend.
Xoxo
Estimado amigo Juan gracias por el abrazo y sus palabras bien pensadas. Mi vida no es fácil ni pacífica en la actualidad, pero sí tratar de encontrar algo hermoso en cada día para sostenerme ... la belleza de las flores y los pájaros que cantan fuera de mi ventana hace un momento.
ReplyDeleteGrandes abrazos
xoxoxo. ♡
Thank you dear Marisa for your kind words and wishes. Yes the light is beautiful, the end of one day in the hope of a new beginning tomorrow.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes dear friend!
xoxoxo ♡
One Hundred Love Sonnets: XVII by PABLO NERUDA
ReplyDeleteI don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as one loves certain obscure things,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries
the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself,
and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose
from the earth lives dimly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you directly without problems or pride:
I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love,
except in this form in which I am not nor are you,
so close that your hand upon my chest is mine,
so close that your eyes close with my dreams.
...
The poems of Pablo Neruda is from my past. I don't know exactly why but I felt like sharing this poem with you. I am struggling, really struggling, at this moment. I feel that I can't breathe. I return to my ivy tree almost every day and touch its bark with sensitive fingers. The wind rises. Still, I stay, motionless. If only... I am hoping for something to happen. I cannot make it happen. Maybe, it is as George Frederic Watts painted on the subject of hope. Just a lone, single string on a lyre. Plucked by the blindfolded, washed-ashore girl, hoping that a new tune will emerge. I prayed for you last night and your beloved son. For the sunbeam to no longer be shy but to reveal itself from behind such dark clouds from before. Maybe you saw a flash too. I am sure I did. Humbly, C.B.
Dearest .C.B dear one, you have been in my thoughts so often of late. I am so happy to hear from you, it seems like such a long time since you have visited. I have been struggling to put my thoughts into words in a poem for you as I have been so caught up in taking care of Matthew I barely have time for anything else. You will think I don't care about you anymore, that I am neglecting you and that is so far from the truth. I miss you and since you are so far away, I cannot reach out and touch you, or give you a hug. I feel close to you when I think of you in the space between dreams and daylight, between the shadows of loneliness and the light of hope, I imagine you are with me in spirit. I imagine you are happy walking through lovely forests and across beautiful green fields. I had no idea that you are so unhappy.
ReplyDeleteI am so very sorry to read that you are struggling once more, that you feel you cannot breathe. I feel so sad to think of you as a lone single string on a lyre waiting to be plucked hoping for a new tune to emerge, a change for the better, for something good to happen.
What has happened to make you feel so unhappy and struggling again? You seemed well for such a long time, travelling overseas, riding your motorcycle to new and exciting destinations. I have been praying for your good health, happiness and safety but my prayers must have gone unheard. I hope the dark clouds part soon and you will be bathed in the warmth of sunshine. Please try to find that place within yourself where you feel peace away from the dark thoughts which make you feel down and lost. I know this is not easy but please think of the beauty in the world, forget the ugliness that exists. There is beauty in the warmth of the sunshine, white clouds in a blue sky, the scent of flowers, the song of the wind in the trees. All of the beauty you have shown me in your words and thoughts, these are still within you to reflect and call upon. Can I help in any way?
Thank you for your prayers for Matthew and myself, I look forward to better days.
I did see a flash last night and heard the wind in the trees, the flash was lightning in the eastern sky over the ocean.
Thank you for sharing this love sonnet with me, the words and feelings they evoke are so romantic, a beautiful kind of love.
I wanted a to share a favourite love sonnet with you, another composed by Pablo Neruda.
Please take care dear one, you know you are always in my thoughts.
Much love, Dianne. xoxoxo. ♡
.........
Perhaps not to be is to be without your being,
without your going, that cuts noon light
like a blue flower, without your passing
later through fog and stones,
without the torch you lift in your hand
that others may not see as golden,
that perhaps no one believed blossomed
the glowing origin of the rose,
without, in the end, your being, your coming
suddenly, inspiringly, to know my life,
blaze of the rose-tree, wheat of the breeze:
and it follows that I am, because you are:
it follows from ‘you are’, that I am, and we:
and, because of love, you will, I will,
We will, come to be.
by Pablo Neruda
ReplyDeleteAmiga Dianne, todos os dias lembro de vocês quando estou rezando...peço a Deus que tudo dê certo em suas vidas!!!
Um grande Beijo, Marie
Caro amigo Marie muito obrigado pela sua bondade e suas orações, tão doce de você pensar de nós.Muito amor para você
ReplyDeleteBeijos Dianne.
xoxoxo. ♡
What a lovely poem and photo, Dianne!
ReplyDeleteI wish upon you and Michael many, many good days.
Hugs and kisses
foam
Thank you dear Foamy for your kind words and wishes for Matthew and myself. Each day brings new challenges.
ReplyDeleteHugs and kisses
Dianne
xoxoxo ♡