Monday, November 13, 2017

The Meadow (New Moon)

https://youtu.be/na8oGIWX5oc

From the film Twilight
For dear C.B.

Friday, November 3, 2017

From Dandelion Wine ...



"Oh, the luxury of lying in the fern night and the grass night and the night of the susurrant, slumberous voices weaving the night together."

Ray Bradbury
For my dear friend C.B.

Thursday, October 12, 2017

I found you...



In the silence of the ticking of the clock’s minute hand, I found you. 
In the echoes of the reverberations of time, I found you. 
In the tender silence of the long summer night, I found you. 
In the fragrance of the rose petals, I found you. 
In the orange of the sunset, I found you. 
In the echoes of the mountains, I found you. 
In the green of the valleys, I found you. 
In the chaos of this world, I found you. 

Avijeet Das
An excerpt from his prose.
For my dear friend C.B.

Thursday, September 21, 2017

Just take my hand ...


Just take my hand, lead, dance with me...and I will simply follow the blueness of the water, the white waves rolling free...where the earth beneath my feet and stars make my heart whole again...in long and priceless moments of shared solitude...

Oksana Rus

Saturday, August 26, 2017

Moments...

When I think of you
My world is in harmony
How lovely it would be 
Moments spent with you
To feel the places
Where you have been
Where echoes of your presence
Resound there still ...

Prose - Dianne Dawes 
For my dear friend C.B.

Saturday, August 19, 2017

Resting Meadows...



I have often dreamt of meadows with this soft golden hue and hoped that one day I could lay down and be enclosed within by it's beauty and the fragrance of wildflowers...to listen to its meadow song and watch the soft blue sky and fluffy white clouds go rolling by! 

-Dianne Dawes
For my dear friend C.B.

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Blow O Wind...


Blow O wind to where my loved one is
Touch him and come touch me soon.
I’ll feel his gentle touch through you
And meet his beauty in the moon.
These things are much for the one who loves
One can live by them alone:
That he and I breathe the same air
And that the Earth we tread is one.

-Ramayana