I Walk A Little Above The Ground

“Your visions will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.”  – Carl G. Jung

“The more powerful and original the mind, the more it will incline to the religion of solitude.”  – Aldous Huxley

“In order to understand the world, one has to turn away from it on occasion.”            – Albert Camus

 

I walk a little above the ground

 

I walk a little above the ground

In that place where birds

Are usually hit.

A little above the birds

In the place where they usually lean forward

To take flight

 

I fear dead weight

Because it is a scattered nest

 

I am slightly above what dies

On that slope where the word is like bread

A little in the palm of the hand that breaks it

And like the silence that attends my writing I do not separate

 

I walk lightly above what I say

And I pour blood into my words

I walk a little above the poem’s transfusion

I walk humbly through the word’s outskirts

a passer-by one invisible step above earth

In that place of trees with fruit and trees

Engulfed by fire

I’m a little inside what burns

Slowly dwindling and feeling thirsty

Because I walk above power to satiate whoever lives

And I squeeze my heart out for what descends on me

And drinks

 

Daniel Faria 1971-1999

 

Bisous,

Léa

 

Nous sommes tous Charlie

“If the freedom of speech is taken away then dumb and silent we may be led, like sheep to the slaughter.”   –  George Washington

“The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.”   –  Albert Camus

“Free people, remember this maxim: we may acquire liberty, but it is never recovered if it is once lost.”   –  Jean-Jacques Rousseau

 

JE SUIS CHARLIE
JE SUIS CHARLIE

 

Nous sommes tous Charlie…

 

Mon cœur enfle

De l’intérieur de ma poitrine

Il menace d’éclater

Je suis Charlie…

la Solidarité – frappée par la foudre

la Cohésion – debout, ensemble:

Soixante-quatre millions de personnes!

Même après sept ans en France,

cette voix collective me rend humble

mon Hommage(respect) pour la liberté qui ne sera pas

sacrifiée pour l’illusion de la sécurité –

Pas en mon nom – si d’autres le font!

 

l’Humanité est en noir – dans l’union,

Refusant de se taire

Cohésion – 64000000,

les cœurs battent très fort

Les terroristes entendent cette Vérité,

l’Égalité et la Liberté ne seront pas sacrifiées –

Ni tues par le fanatisme – ou par la naissance,

Mais par le cœur, les choix, la pensée…

France, je me tiens debout avec toi,

mon “chez moi” – foyer accueillant de mon cœur

Je suis avec toi,

Nous sommes solidaires,

NOUS SOMMES TOUS CHARLIE!

 

En solidarité

 

Léa

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Nous sommes tous Charlie

 

My heart swells

From within my breast

It threatens to burst forth

Je suis Charlie

Solidarity – frappée par la foudre

Cohesion – standing together

Sixty-four million strong

Even after seven years in France

Humbled by this collective voice

Reverence for liberty will not be

Sacrificed for the illusion of security

Not in my name – others will

 

Humanity in black – in unity

Refusing to be silenced

Cohesion – sixty four million

Hearts beating strong

Terrorists – hear this

Truth, Equality and Freedom

Will not be sacrificed

Nor silenced by fanaticism – not by birth

But by heart, by choice, in thought

France I stand with you

Home of my heart

I stand with thee

We stand together

NOUS SOMMES TOUS CHARLIE

In solidarity 

Léa

 

With gratitude to Mélanie at: https://myvirtualplayground.wordpress.com/. Without her help with translations, this post would not have been possible. Please stop by and visit her and you will be delighted!

Meditations on Friendship

Originally posted 9/January/2012

 

“In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.”
– Albert Schweitzer

“A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out.”   –  Walter Winchell

“Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead. Don’t walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend.”   –  Albert Camus

“Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art… it has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that gives value to survival.”   – C.S. Lewis

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Written after being invited in for tea at Rita’s …

She lives her days and nights in the cooler part of town

Coaxing life out of clay, fabric and wood

Her long flowing robes announce she will not cave in

To the demands of fashion

Better homes and gardens do not call for a photo shoot

Too many books, movies, cd’s and collections

Too many bits and pieces waiting to be conscripted

Into her next masterpiece

We all have but a few precious days in this incarnation

She chooses differently than many

Did I tell you she is wise?

Travel is her opium and she will have it

Feeding her habit in far away lands

She knows the beauty of each different face

Raising the chalice of adventure and drinking her fill

I sing delirious from the exposure

Her mantra – the eternal YES!

French café beat, the rhythm thunders through her

A meditation in dance

Bisous,

Léa

changement de saison

“In the depth of winter, I learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”  

–       Albert Camus

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changement de saison

colours bleed

from my pallet

mimic the leaves

of the vineyards

sunlight creeps into

my window

seconds later

each morning

you can feel it

in the air

pas froid

yet not as it was

le plage

occupé

tourists tenuously grasp

vacations shimmering moments

memories and souvenirs

postcards, sunburns

fondu comme nos

empreintes

dans le sable

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bisous,

léa