Rompant le silence de la nuit Craquement d’une allumette Ma grand-mère s’allume un cigarette Louise
Mois : juillet 2017
In Ruth Fishel
July 18 I am so grateful I no longer am a robot, reacting to thoughts without knowing it. I can change my thoughts and therefore change how… Lire la suite « In Ruth Fishel »
Cupness Of Her Soul!
Here she is
Infinity and stardust
hidden away inside
the flesh and bone and blood.
These words slipping off her
like a comet’s tail
But then she has seen them
Twinkling bright on some nights.
And on other nights
they dropped into the infinity,
Broken,
Fading,
Crying over the loss
Of its beloved’s sight.
She has seen all the colors
But black
Fading to nothing.
She has her dreams faded.
Her joys faded.
Her laughter faded.
Her thirst
And her hunger
Were what made the cupness;
the inner shape of her soul.
Cup is what you see.
But Cupness is her signature identity.
Her inner structure.
Dark.
Invisible to the eyes!
Haiku
Flaque d’eau, des moineaux prennent leur bain .
Tribute art – Steve McCurry
It is a great privilege when other artists send us their own works based on my pictures. It is a wonderful affirmation of the strength and dignity… Lire la suite « Tribute art – Steve McCurry »
Tribute Art
Initialement publié sur Steve McCurry Curated :
It is a great privilege when other artists send us their own works based on my pictures. It is a wonderful…
Haiku
Ce matin, dégustation de framboises dans mon jardin .
Time for joy
July 10 Today I will share my strength, hope and experience with someone still in pain. I will serve as I power of example to someone… Lire la suite « Time for joy »
L’espace est liberté…
Lorsque vous arrangez des fleurs dans un vase, deux ou trois fleurs suffisent. Si vous laissez assez d’espace entre chacune d’elles, elles pourront se révéler dans toute… Lire la suite « L’espace est liberté… »
Ruth Fishel
What can we do today to bring peace to our world one person at a time? http://www.ruthfishel.com