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TIO's butterfly the other day inspired me to this photograph!

Love is the cure,

for your pain will keep giving birth to more pain

until your eyes constantly exhale love

as effortlessly as your body yields its scent.*

 

*Rumi

 

Magic~*

 

Have a Wonderful Month!

London, one camera ago.

 

'Coffee shops' were unknown to London when this beautiful place was built (once a tea parlour, perhaps?)... They call it Globalisation.

 

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Can't get enough of my beloved Gingko biloba tree...

  

To honour the Ginkgo, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe wrote the following poem:

 

GINKGO BILOBA

 

The leaf of this Eastern tree

Which has been entrusted to my garden

Offers a feast of secret significance,

For the edification of the initiate.

 

Is it one living thing

That has become divided within itself?

Are these two who have chosen each other,

So that we know them as one?

 

I think I have found the right answer

To these questions;

Do my songs not make you feel

That I am both one and twain?

 

(J.W. v. Goethe)

 

Y en Espanol:

 

GINKGO BILOBA

 

Las hojas de este árbol, que del Oriente

a mi jardin venido, lo adorna ahora,

un arcano sentido tienen, que al sabio

de reflexión le brindan materia obvia.

 

¿ Será este árbol extraño algún ser vivo

que un dia en dos mitades se dividiera?

¿ O dos seres que tanto se comprendieron,

que fundirse en un solo ser decidieran?

 

La clave de este enigma tan inquietante

Yo dentro de mi mismo creo haberla hallado:

¿ no adivinas tú mismo, por mis canciones,

que soy sencillo y doble como este árbol?

The anemonas in my garden are in full bloom... I think over the last years I must have taken over 100 photographs of these beautiful garden dancers... still I couldn't withstand this morning... it was difficult to limit myself to upload only four of them ;)

 

Wishing all of you a wonderful start in the week! I still haven't caught up with all of you after returning from my vacations... there are over 160 flickrMails waiting to be answered oder looked up (those who marked me as a contact). I feel sooo sorry I am this behind. Hopefully when school starts in a week I will have some more time to be with you!

Meaning: the "Inner Light", if you are lucky enough to have one, comes from the outside.

Brevity is the soul of wit!

WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

 

La brièveté est l'âme de la sagesse!

 

La brevità è l'anima della saggezza!

 

La brevedad es el alma de la sabiduría!

 

Die Kürze ist die Seele der Weisheit!

 

краткость - душа остроумия

 

短暂是智慧的灵魂

 

A concisão é a alma da sabedoria!

 

Stručnost je duší důvtipu!

 

Korthed er åndfuldhedens sjæl!

 

Beknoptheid is de ziel van de wijsheid!

 

Tarkuse hingeks on lühidus!

 

Lyhyys on viisauden sielu!

 

η συντομία είναι η ψυχή του πνεύματος

 

A bölcsesség lelke a tömörség!

 

Korthet er viddets sjel!

 

Zwięzłość jest duszą mądrości!

 

A brevidade é a alma da sabedoria!

 

I begränsningen visar sig mästaren!

 

Kısalık esprinin özüdür!

 

стислість – серце мудрості

 

With My Beloved

 

With my Beloved I alone have been,

When secrets tender than evening airs

Passed, and the Vision blest

Was granted to my prayers,

That crowned me, else obscure, with endless fame;

The while amazed between

His Beauty and His Majesty

I stood in silent ecstasy

Revealing that which o'er my spirit went and came.

Lo, in His face commingled

Is every charm and grace;

The whole of Beauty singled

Into a perfect face

Beholding Him would cry,

'There is no God but He, and He is the most High. *

 

*Rābiʻa al-ʻAdawiyya al-Quaysiyya , Sufi saint and poet 717-801

 

For more information on her see: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rabia_Basri

 

I was amazed by her tongue ;))

The Blue Hour, 30 minutes after sunset.

What divine drink wouldst thou have, my God, from this overflowing cup of my life?

 

My poet, is it thy delight to see thy creation through my eyes and to stand at the

portals of my ears silently to listen to thine own eternal harmony?

 

Thy world is weaving words in my mind and thy joy is adding music to them.

Thou givest thyself to me in love and then feelest thine own entire sweetness in me.

 

GITANJALI

The offering songs

Rabindranath Tagore

 

Let the Light Shine Within!

20mph winds were blowing the sand and snow along the beach and across the piers yesterday morning.

Dedicated to my dearest friend S! I am with You!

 

Special thanks to 'Playingwithbrushes' for the texture!

 

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A wonderfull and lightfilled sunday to all of you!!!

Hi dear friends, This is the picture I send to the crestock photo contest entitled "Speed Demon", I would like to ask for your kind support so I could be a possible winner of a Canon professional camera. Also I would like to thank my friend Ilina for the link to this contest... Check out her shot, she won the contest in the second round!

I brought this one back from my morning walk. Today I went into the forest... I really loved the peaceful atmosphere.

Originally I only wanted to take some portraits of the wonderful purple

wisteria flowers......when I discovered its leaves through my macrolens!

They are so soft 'n hairy!

Series: Details of a red rose II

 

In dedication to all my wonderful spanish Flickr friends!

To honour the Ginkgo, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe wrote the following poem:

 

GINKGO BILOBA

 

The leaf of this Eastern tree

Which has been entrusted to my garden

Offers a feast of secret significance,

For the edification of the initiate.

 

Is it one living thing

That has become divided within itself?

Are these two who have chosen each other,

So that we know them as one?

 

I think I have found the right answer

To these questions;

Do my songs not make you feel

That I am both one and twain?

 

(J.W. v. Goethe)

 

Y en Espanol:

 

GINKGO BILOBA

 

Las hojas de este árbol, que del Oriente

a mi jardin venido, lo adorna ahora,

un arcano sentido tienen, que al sabio

de reflexión le brindan materia obvia.

 

¿ Será este árbol extraño algún ser vivo

que un dia en dos mitades se dividiera?

¿ O dos seres que tanto se comprendieron,

que fundirse en un solo ser decidieran?

 

La clave de este enigma tan inquietante

Yo dentro de mi mismo creo haberla hallado:

¿ no adivinas tú mismo, por mis canciones,

que soy sencillo y doble como este árbol?

 

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