Monday, November 19, 2007

«Song of the Flower»-, por Khalil Gibran

(Fotografias de Sailor Girl)
«I am a kind word uttered and repeated by the voice of Nature; I am a star fallen from the blue tent upon the green carpet. I am the daughter of the elements with whom Winter conceived, to whom Spring gave birth; I was reared in the lap of Summer and I slept in the bed of Autumn.

At dawn I unite with the breeze to announce the coming of light;

At eventide I join the birds in bidding the light farewell.

The plains are decorated with my beautiful colors, and the air is scented with my fragrance.

As I embrace Slumber the eyes of Night watch over me, and as I Awaken I stare at the sun, which is The only eye of the day.

I drink dew for wine, and hearken to The voices of the birds, and dance To the rhythmic swaying of the grass.

I am the lover's gift; I am the wedding wreath; I am the memory of a moment of happiness; I am the last gift of the living to the dead; I am a part of joy and a part of sorrow.

But I look up high to see only the light, And never look down to see my shadow. This is wisdom which man must learn.»

Fotografias de Sailor Girl para Poema de Khalil Gibran


Anonymous said...


Velas do Tejo said...

Ultimamente tenho andado a viver dentro de um verdadeiro "bunker", nem consigo ter acesso ao meu e-mail. Subi à superfice para arejar e senti o perfume do Atlântico Azul... eram flores. Eram flores, senhora!

caniche vagabundo said...

que lindas fotografias!

Anonymous said...

:( Ohh Então!!!JUMP...Toma um Gin Tónico,coloca o Post de hoje e vais vêr que te vais sentir bem melhor!...Vou ficar à espera :)JC.

A Memória said...

não há nada como conventos da abadessa d'eça para descanso de marinheiras