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Burgh Wood, Yarrow Country Park, Chorley, Lancashire

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LA MÉMOIRE DE L’EAU

  

Le « beau » de la nature n'a pas besoin d’explications. Il est là, devant nous, et se décrit en peu de mot. En peu de mot, mais avec une émotion intense qui nous transperce et nous fusionne au Monde.

  

Il est là le mystère, l’énigme que nous pose la beauté naturelle, en si peu de mots. Cette énigme va bien au-delà de la réalité physique et des connaissances qui sont à notre portée.

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J’écoute le chant de l’eau vive qui coule dans la rivière devant moi, en moi. Elle me raconte l’histoire de la vie sur Terre, de ce qui fut et restera à jamais imprimé dans sa mémoire.*

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Inspiré de Alexandre Lacroix, Devant la beauté de la nature et de Emmi Itäranta, The Memory of Water.

  

Patrice photographiste, Chroniques du Monde de Poësia

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THE MEMORY OF WATER

  

The "beauty" of nature needs no explanation. It is there, in front of us, and describes itself in a few words. In a few words, but with an intense emotion that pierces us and merges us with the World.

This is the mystery, the enigma that natural beauty poses to us, in so few words. This enigma goes far beyond the physical reality and the knowledge that is within our reach.

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I listen to the song of the living water flowing in the river in front of me, in me. It tells me the story of life on Earth, of what was and will remain forever imprinted in its memory.*

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* Inspired by Alexandre Lacroix, « Devant la beauté de la nature" and Emmi Itäranta, "The Memory of Water".

Patrice photographist, Chronicles of the Lands of Poësia

 

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En traversant l’Univers

 

Jeune, j’aimais regardé les étoiles

Avec un télescope

Les gens me cherchaient ici

Mais j’étais souvent là-bas

 

Là-bas, c’est aussi en chacun de nous

Il s’y trouve bien des mondes inexplorés que nous ignorons

Prisonniers consentants de notre réalité quotidienne

 

En traversant l’univers, celui qui m’habite,

Je n’ai jamais manqué de lumière

Pour aimer passionnément

Les couleurs de ce petit monde

Les choses inutiles

Les chemins peu fréquentés

Les enfants qui rient

L’humeur de tes yeux

  

Je suis encore là-bas, dansant avec les étoiles

Plus que jamais

Mais, je n’ai plus besoin de télescope

Et les gens ne me cherchent plus

 

En traversant l’univers, j’ai découvert …

Le rêveur qui regardait dans le télescope

 

Patrice

 

Photo originale : Plage Marconi, Cape Cod National Seashore, Massachusetts, É.U.

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Across the Universe

 

When I was young, I loved watching the stars

Through a telescope;

People thought I was here,

But often I was up there.

 

There, is also in each of us,

There are up there unexplored worlds that we ignore,

Consenting prisoners of our daily reality.

 

Crossing the universe, the one that lives inside me,

I never failed to find the light

To love passionately

The colors of this little world,

The useless things,

The remote roads,

The children that laugh,

The mood of your eyes.

 

I am still up there, dancing with the stars

More than ever

But, I don't need a telescope anymore

And people are not looking for me anymore.

 

Crossing the universe, I discovered. . .

The dreamer who was looking through the telescope

  

Patrice

 

Original photo : Marconi Beach, Cape Cod National Seashore, Massachusetts, USA

'Cause it's alright

Just follow the light

And don't be afraid of the dark

In the moonlight

You'll dance till you fall

And always be here in my heart..."

 

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Stairs in Tate Britain.

Happy Saturday for Stairs!

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Fatpack Texture HUDs

 

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MINIMAL - Muralla Roja Backdrop

 

Sgwd ddwli Uchaf, The Upper Gushing Falls, on the River Neath, South Wales.

 

Taken during a dry summer with the river flow very low...the only time I could visit but no complaints...beautiful area!

Life can be pleasant on the pond and it is better in good company than alone

From last Sunday evening when the fog and the colors in the sky were so special. Taken in Fljótshlíð, south Iceland. Shortly after I took this photo there was nothing left to see, just fog covering everything.

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Stuck in the fog of the Eastern Netherlands I have to post a shot out of the tin. Late summer evening in the Blavand Moorlands, Jylland, Denmark

A parade of Elephants along the Chobe River (tributary of the Zambezi River). Elephants in all sizes and ages.

Follow me down

Follow me down

Follow me down

To the place beside the garden and the wall

Follow me down

Follow me down

To the space before the twilight and the dawn

 

(Van Morrison: when the leaves come falling down)

 

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However dark the night, however dim our hopes, the light will always follow the darkness. After rain the sun will shine.

 

Okara Facial Hair to buy at the Mainstore.

 

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À Irina, mon amie

  

FACE À LA MER

  

C’était un jour tranquille

Face à la mer

Face à nos origines

Dont elle garde bien les secrets

  

J’ai suivi le rivage

Le visage fouetté par un vent chargé de brumes salées

Des odeurs familières pour tant de générations humaines

Qui ont reconnu, dans la voix rythmée des vagues qui se brisent sur le rivage,

Des sons primordiaux

  

C’était un jour tranquille

Aux abords de dunes protégées par leurs herbes folles

De modestes habitations

Souvent occupées par des écrivains et autres artistes

Chacun cherchant à retrouver au plus profond de soi, ces poussières de vie

qui deviendraient poèmes, romans, tableaux, photos ou musique

Comme autant d’harmonies de leurs voix intérieures

Inspirées par la magie de ces lieux

 

Je m’en souviens…

C’était un jour tranquille

Face à la mer

  

Patrice

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To Irina, my friend

  

IN FRONT OF THE SEA

  

It was a quiet day

In front of the sea,

Facing our origins

Whose she keeps the secrets.

 

I followed the shore

Face whipped by a wind loaded with salty mist;

Familiar smells for so many generations

Who recognized, in the rhythmic voice of the waves breaking on the shore, primordial sounds.

 

It was a quiet day;

On the edge of dunes protected by their weeds

Modest homes,

Often occupied by artists

Each seeking to find in the deepest of oneself, this dust of life

which would become poems, novels, paintings, photos or music

Like so many harmonies of their inner voices

Inspired by the magic of this place.

 

I remember…

It was a quiet day

In front of the sea

  

Patrice

The Aletsch Glacier, Switzerland.

 

My friends, wish you have a sunny weekend@

A beautiful back can also be delightful.

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