by mother nature at Tidal Basin and streets of Wash.dc -cherry blossom : *To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there . If this belief from heaven be sent, If such be Nature’s holy plan , Have I not reason to lament What man has [...]
Posts Tagged ‘field’
lines written in early spring
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged cherry blossom, culori, earth, field, flowers, National Cherry Blossom Festival, National Park Service, poezie, spring, Tidal basin, Washington DC, William Wordsworth on 03/21/2012 | 13 Comments »
whoever brought me here
Posted in earth, poezii, summer, tagged field, grass, mother's day, poem, rumi, wonder, wonderful on 05/08/2010 | 2 Comments »
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rYtfoRw6lTo&feature=related Happy Mother’s day !!!! * All day I think about it , then at night I say it : Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing ? I have no idea. My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that, and I intend to end up there. This [...]
my Van Gogh
Posted in culori, tagged field, sunflowers, VanGogh, yellow on 07/26/2009 | 13 Comments »
Prin ochi de soare un iris mare se uita-n noi . Si vede-un soare mic ce -ascunde sub culori o destramare…un vant sub care nu mai e nimic . Iar soarele sta . Si sta si timpul . Doar vantul trece , petala cu al ei solar ce-mpunge cerul… http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5304psttA3w Tu , vara cu miros de [...]
Shenandoah
Posted in musica, tagged ballad, field, history, ski, spring, valley, winter on 03/11/2009 | 7 Comments »
Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you, Away, you rolling river Oh, Shenandoah, I long to hear you Away, I’m bound away, cross the wide Missouri. Oh, Shenandoah, I love your daughter, Away, you rolling river Oh, Shenandoah, I love your daughter Away, I’m bound away, cross the wide Missouri. Oh, Shenandoah, I’m [...]
Nu- s frumoasa ! Toate apele s-au razvratit in reflexele chipului meu. Umbrele mi-au ascuns privirile si-am ratacit prin ani cautandu-ma mereu . Vantul mi-a sarutat parul inspaimantat de pe frunte ; frunzele in cadere m-au ocolit ursuze pentru mersul meu leganat ; Dar n-am primit niciodata floarea tainuirii pe buze . Obrajii mi se [...]







