sometimes i remember the sweet moments
sometimes I can almost feel the kindness
that existed between you and me..just
sometimes I let myself get lost in it....
for a little while, for a little while.
About Me
- onesilentwinter
- i moved where my heart had drifted off to long before. i live on a hill of hundred acres, where my dreams have merged with the view. it is quiet from machine noises yet loud with sounds of horses, dogs, cats chickens and ducks. nature is the true artist in resident and i am just her apprentice who often gets lost in her gaze. once and a while i travel back to cities and foreign places to put into photographs what i have learned, yet always, part of my heart is left on the hill..
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A quatre heures du matin, l'ete,
le sommeil d'amour, dure encore
sous les bocages s'evapore
l'odeur du soir fete
la-bas, dans leur vaste chantier,
au soleil des Hesperides,
deja s'agitent – en bras de chemise -
Les Charpentiers
dans leurs Desersts de mousse, tranquilles
ills preparent les lambris precieux
ou la ville
peindra de faux cieux
o, pour ces ouvriers, charmants
sujets d'un roi de babylone
venus! Quitte un insant les amants
dont l'ame est en couronne!
O reine des bergers
porte aux travailleurs l'eau-de-vie
que leurs forces soient en paix
en attendant le bain dans la mer a midi.-rimbaud
j'ai de mes ancestres gaulois l'ceil blue blanc la cervaelle etroite et la maladdrese dans la lute - je troube mon haillement ausi barbare quetle leur - mais je ne beurre pas ma chevelure -
it is okay to tell me who you are, I would like it if you did, but if you would rather not- know that I am grateful for your comments- little presents
thank you - hope you are well
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