Sunday, 22 April 2012

That day...

there were round words those that rolled in between us
from your side of the table towards mine
when winter was melting away

it is true, it is true, you then said,
as if truth were what we were after
we talked of setting each other free
as if freedom were what one lacked

your lips, the smell of new books, your voice
although I never asked what you most adored
that day when winter was fading away

taking another sip you already knew
missing me was not going to be easy
and then I poured you yet another cup
waiting for that winter to turn into spring

Sunday, 11 March 2012

My resting place

Each and every one of us must have a resting place somewhere.
The resting place of my soul is a beautiful grove where my knowledge of you lives. 

(Extract from one of Gibran's letters dated 8th November 1908)

Things I should know

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Starea ta naturala (perfecţiunea) nu este nici entuziasmul, nici descurajarea. Starea ta naturală este liniştea. * Iubirea musei nu e pasională, e totală. Musa cunoaşte ceva asemănător adoraţiei, dar mai adânc, mai liniştit. Vă scriu din altă lume... * (Gellu Naum: Calea Şearpelui)

Things you should know

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