Cherokee Prayer

Hold on to what is good, even if it's a handful of earth...
Hold on to what you believe, even if it's a tree that stands by itself...
Hold on to what you must do, even if it's a long way from here...
Hold on to your life, even if it's easier to let go....
Hold on to my hand, even if I've gone away from you.

Why publish these words is beyond me at this time,
but it's good to go back to the words of the wiseman....

And here is the italian version by  Gabriela Balaj.
Tieni stretto ciò che è buono, anche se è un pugno di terra.
Tieni stretto ciò in cui credi, anche se è un albero solitario.
Tieni stretto ciò che devi fare, anche se è molto lontano da qui.
Tieni stretta la vita, anche se è più facile lasciarsi andare.
Tieni stretta la mia mano, anche quando mi sono allontanato da te

A friend...

A friend you will at times take
more time than you imagine
to recognize.  It is not your fault
but circumstances of life that
makes it difficult to see through
oneself and others.
A friend is he who offers you not
is clean kerchief but instead is
dirty one. That's how you can see
that he passed many miseries in
his life and he will be able to understand
yours and forget his.
A friend is the penny that keeps coming
and back and back.
Eventually you will start to look at it
and see that the friend is what you
needed in good times, in bad times,
in poorness or richness....                                                                                   

Field mouse

I'm a tiny field mouse.
No one pays attention to me if they happen
to look at me.
Sorry people if you believe I'm not a living
being.  Like you I eat, I drink, I play and I sleep
and make babies also.
So when you see me don't start screaming,
my ears are very sensitive and I get headaches
just like you.
I love to be cute to children, they don't know
the difference between a mean animal and a playing
one.  Most of the time it's the parents that annoy me,
the point at me and laugh at me.
Oh well there's a saying in the human language that
goes like this:

"Don't spit in the air -
eventually it will come back on your face..."
Please be kind and considerate towards
us animals.

Ciao little one from heaven

A letter from heaven from a father to
his daughter on her wedding day.
"Hi there my darling little girl it's daddy
from heaven coming to see you on this
special occasion.  I'm sorry little one
if I can't be with you physically, but
believe me I'm right beside you even if
you don't see me.
How I dreamed of this day, since your
first scream at your birth, I knew deep in
me that you would be a bundle of joy and
pride to me.
I know your heart is heavy and I (as your
father) can feel your heartbreak and your
fitting tears trying to push through me.
I'm trying hard not to let these sentiments
take possession of your body, you really
don't need them and don't deserve them,
TODAY it's your day to shine bright in
the crowd that will surround you and the
young man you brought to me to accept
my approval of your choice.  He is a good
fellow, be good to him and he will be good
to you and the family you will together
create when you feel ready to accept and
take responsibility for a tiny screaming read
head like the one I held in my arms as soon
as you come into this world.
Today I will eat and joke with you, I will try
my best not to step on your feet on your first
dance as a married women, you will feel my
arms around you and like in the older days
you tried to make yourself comfortable  on
my feet and saying "Daddy make me dance..."
Little one I thank you for your continuous love,
for your taughts when you remember me, I know
that deep in that little heart of yours there's always
a place that is mine.  So little one I bless you from
heaven and when you need me, you just say that
little word that came out of your instantly when
you needed me....
"Daddy, stop and listen to me, I need you".
and I will stop what I'm doing in heaven and
come to you.  It's my promisse to you on your
wedding day.
Love angel Daddy.

It's starting...

Why do my bones complain,
they should be happy, no more
humidity in the air.
The nights have started to cool down,
the critters of the night don't really
sing anymore.  The fireflies are
gone, it's too cold for them, now
I know why my bones complain,
it's started, the sun is slowly loosing
it's warm power. Oh colors you
decided from one day to another
to just up and change, from rich
dark green, you have now rubbed
the golden color from the sun,
and the moon is putting a drop
of dew on twigs and leaves,
on branches and flowers just to
remind them that soon they
will become fire and then just
drop and die.....

Rebel

My heart bleeds from despair,
my mind is rebelling from stupidities,
my body never tires from telling me
to slow down, but I stubborn as I can be
don't want to stop and reflect on life
has I see fit to live it.
Do I make any sense, how can anyone
reading these words can judge me for
what I am or am not.
Don't judge me and for sure I will not
judge you in anyway or shape.
Don't ask me to do things I don't want to,
it's against my rules and rules are made
to be followed and not broken just because
they do not fit my life style....

Splendid time

Searching, looking and curiosity is the message of
today's generation. A dad and two daughters looking for
refreshing views around the world.

Adventures

"Like this fly
undertake an
unknown flight
into space & keep
your imagination
alive...."

Paradise

Paradise is not for all people.
Only a few are born under the lucky
star and find paradise on this life.
We can look around but not all is gold that
shines. So paradise is in our mind and maybe in
our hearts...
Never despair in joyful moments,
but be happy when you are in sorrow.
Sorrow is what makes you win your paradise
either on earth or elsewhere.

Beauty

Please after reading these few words below,
click on the image and just listen....

Some people no matter
how old they get
never loose their beauty,
they merely move it from their
Faces to their Hearts.
Facility with words that reaches
the deepest crevices of your
inner world or facial expressions
and words that even trying to hold
yourself, you will burst of laughter.
Be yourself and don't worry, you
can reach all those around you who
need your love and laughter .....

Sanctuary of ignorance

 

There is a new dawn for selected people.

There is a sundown for those who make the day.

Why is it that all day and evening are not

the same to population around the globe.

I don't believe anyone can answer me,

do not wish to hear lies or fantasies of writers

or prophets. 

So let me live, my life, in the sanctuary of ignorance...

A trickle...

Click on photo to ... 
A trickle at a time,
a drop just for me,
another drop followed
the initial ... until it
created a downpour.
Never believe a weatherman
but you can rely on your
aches & pains announcing
changes in the weather.
We try to outsmart nature
but then nature outsmarts
all of us either a simple man
of the land or a high appraised
scientist.
So listen and feel and you will
not get caught off guard.

Gorgeous day

Today it is a gorgeous day outside ...

But I can't really enjoy it ....
A wedding is on my agenda....
NOT MINE that is ...
but a relative and who am I
not to attend this type of occasion.

No tears .... please

Tears are lost on people,
like the rain trickling down
from the white clouds  above
the heart freezes and is oblivious
to the shape and sounds the dark
or white fluffy cloud makes ...

As it turns....

Let the world turn and you follow it....
Let your eyes do the walking,
your ears the sentinels that will go on
alert at the first sound.
Do not be a passive creature but an
active to the fullest power you have in
your hands.

Colorssssssss

 

Colors be it sharp or just fainted are exceptional to

one's eyes.

criss cross background

The beauty of a flower has no limit........

Yellow sun

When the sun is not present on a daily basis,
then you have no choice than to brighten
your day by yourself.

Rain, rain and more rain....

As a child when we were tired
and impatient of the rain that came
down day in - day out, my grandmother
used to make us say a few words like these:
..." rain rain go away please come back
another day..."
So we repeated these words maybe
20, 40, 50 times and either because
we were small children we kind of
believed them. The trick was that we
had to say them just before going to bed
so I won't go on about this  saying..........

You make your own opinion and prove
my granny right or wrong!

Wild Rose land

I dreamed of a country called Wild Rose...

Where the night and day are
amalgamated one to another,
a stranger wouldn't make a difference
to this phenomenon after a while.
A land with little dancing clouds
day in and day out.
Horses born in this harsh land run wild
and other times parched with creeks and rivers
they just roam for survival.
Alongside coyotes they will stop at one of
a million lakes to salute a goose or geese
who playfully release their never ending melodies
to the moody wind.
Is it a roar or is it a warning to baby bear not to
adventure too far in the wild, or will it send the
groundhog back in his hole for fear of the
unknown until all the termination of the commotion
reaches his safe sanctuary.
A heat blanket surges from the belly of the land
swayng fearlessly up and down the horizon.
A gentle wind passes close to the caked cracked land
and from the mouth of the heart, emerges a tiny bug,
one can't tell what it will produce in a week or maybe
a day or two.  Experience tells the viewer it will be the
most beautiful and respected flower of these prairies
and harsh land ... none other than the WILD ROSE to
embellish the scenery of a hard earned name,
respect and beauty in a land with no name.

Our world

Sun rays accompany you while
on vacation.
It runs with you and around you,
nothing could stop their run
searching for a little spot to rest a while,
not knowing that they were born
to renew itself every and each time the
sun commands it.
Oh rays you are the joy on ones face
you give out your smile and cries freely.
You dance on the oceans and play
hide seek in the forests of Amazon or
the tundra of the north poles.
You burn faces of the laborer and
those who do nothing than smile or
people who build castles then just
washed away by your friend the ocean.
Along with your best friend the wind
you can create havoc or just give out
a little breeze and warmth to those who
suffer in silence.
Early morning little creatures await your
waking up to start their days from the
depth of the ocean to the highest mountain
known to mankind.

Leave a note please...

I see so many people or I should say people
from so many countries who come,
look around and I really don't know what
they think of my initiative.
I don't pretend for a looker or a reader to
leave a long, elaborate message,
but just "Hi I'm from (your country)
and just stopped by for a moment...."
My passion is to reach as many people
as I can either with my photos that are not
professional ones but just from another
human who love to show my world.
Thank you and happy to see you coming.

Our lives!

Yes our lives are full of sunshine
or at other times dark with
black clouds hovering over our
heads.
At times we feel happy like
children and will jump in a puddle
of rain accumulated on a side
walk hoping that no one will see
us and think we need to be seen
by a medic.
Other times we will walk out
on a balcony and just look at
the stars twinkling in a pitch
dark sky.
But my best time is when I
talk to the moon, telling her that
she looks beautiful withher
orange look, or her gray and
black face. Or simply I ask her
to walk with me in silence so
both we can enjoy a few minutes
of peace in this tormented world...
So if you excuse me I'm going to
join the moon outside and just
ask her to be my companion for
a while before I go and sleep
for the night.

Good night or good morning
wherever you are on this planet.

I'm back....

Finally I'm back on this side of
my two blogs.  The Italian one I
had a chance to keep it going.
This one in multi languages had
a bit of problems and also lack of
time to dedicate to it.
But now I'm determined to come back
and bring it back to life. Hope you
will join me in my adventures in nature,
in short stories or at times only a one
line.
Thank you all.

I'm starting to panic

When in doubt one should not persist,
I played around with my blog and
can't seem to be able to go back to the
old version.
Is it me or the responsible of this site
that are doing changes and not consulting
or inquiring with the users.
I have sent them some feedback,
but never got a response. So please
be patient with me and hopefully I will
return with this crisis resolved.

Thank you.

Careful with your wishes

A human phantom knelt on the dry grass,
looked up at the sky and said an unknown
prayer for a few drops of rain to fall.
The sky took off his dark robe and
a bright sunny shine took over the land.
the human phantom started to cry for
his upcoming loss little did he know that
a deluge was around the corner...

NB: These words are not mine,should the author
recognize them, please let me know to give your
credit.

Only you

"I marvel at every look that goes your way.
You and only you never disappoints me
or my fascination for that light in the dark sky...."

Out of the fog

"I'm counting the blessing
for reaching the end of the foggy road,
I went round and round but
could not find my way out,
the fog was so thick to obscur
my eyesight and my soul.
Fortunately, a beam, of sunlight
broke through the fog of life
and I'm enjoying a full sunlight
at last...".

Boulder

"Sitting on the edge of a boulder,
the sun warms my body
while the breeze caresses my
soul. My old eyes scans the
faraway horizon for fear of
loosing the sight of beauty
created for nature lovers of
this planet WE call home..."

Like a flower

"My thoughts are like a flower,
the more light I absorb the
more enjoyful is my creativity.
At night it closes and brews,
at sunrise it florishes,
in daytime I'm the pride and joy,
at sundown I kiss all goodbyes
and say until next time,
I have found my love & keep
it tight to my heart...."

Sun going down...

"I won't let all that
gleam & beauty
go to waste,
I will capture it's glow,
immortalize it with the little
box (camera) and share it
with the world,saying
when you see the twilight's
last gleaming rays dance before
your eyes, the silence is noiseless,
that's me snapping another sun going
down to share with the world......"

A new Dawn

"Each day, awakening,
are we asked to paint the sky blue?
Need we coax the sun to rise or flowers to bloom?
Need we teach birds to sing or a child to laugh,
or even lovers to kiss?
No, though we think the world imperfect,
it surrounds us each day with its perfections.
We are asked only to appreciate them,
and to show appreciation by living
in peaceful harmony amidst them.
The Creator does not ask that we
create a perfect world;
He asks that we celebrate it...."

The walls

"Do not fear the lifeless walls that surrounds you,
they are friendly and harmless in your youth.
You create multiple designs from the bottom
to the top of those walls  & change them at will
as your days go by.
But the  day that your creativity leaves you,
is the day you shall fear the walls.
They become your enemies,
but you will locate and use strengths
beyond your knowledge and fight the lifeless walls
until the pale moonlight or the harsh
sunlight will let your out of those
oppressing walls guiding you to a better
life....".

Maybe tomorrow

 

No maze is huge enough to contain my 

searching soul.

A frosted pane shields my eyes view 

of an artic world.

To no avail, I try to pierce the design made 

by a polar cold snap.  

No warm breath from my mouth or 

the heat of my hands can break the 

engineering work done by nature

around me, maybe tomorrow I will try

again to break the spell of this artic freezing

cold and fierce hauling winds reminding

me that I'm old and frail not able to 

support the wining of this generation of 

wrecking mother nature best show......

The old Lady

I'm a lost lady
or so the world says.
With my white hair and
wrinkled face people owe me
some respect.
I breath and cheat
like no tomorrow.
I'm good at disguising
my feelings, but
its short lived, someone
always ask me why.
I make unattainable
demands from myself,  never
expecting concrete results.
I could walk on and on
but there's no place too
faraway for me to reach.
I look and listen to strange
sounds that reach my brain,
knowing full well they do not
belong in my vocabulary.
I refuse & won't look at
those who are less fortunate
than me, for fear of being
one of them in a future life.
That's me running around,
searching and questioning
my life, after 6 almost
7 decades I still can't figure
out this world I proclaim as
mine.....

Same sky - different horizon

We all live under the same sky, 
but we don't all have the same horizon. 


"let the sun set,
rest from your long day,
give it enough time
to reach my horizon
for a while before
I send it back in your sky...."

Silence....

"Up in the sky all is dark,
down below all is quiet.
A soft drizzle of rain tries to
wash the ground,
attenuating the rising silent cries.
Crows hide from my walk afraid to
disturb my wandering eyes.
Turning to the right,
turning to the left,
I can't find the player
of the lamenting bugle.
It's there, I can hear it's strident
sound in the quietness
of this land....."

Lonely

Loneliness is a danger to your
mind.
Never give up on hope,
life is short but with loneliness
it becomes hell.

The concert

I left my heart in a concert.
What a concert  it was,
not always in tune
but no one really cared
I left the concert behind me
to follow an adventure full
of off beat music in my dreams.
Alone in a canoe gently sawed
by a cool breeze, I cried for 
not hearing the concert
calling the notes to the wind
but looking a the shimmering
dancing lights on the water
I realized that they were dancing
at the tune of nature's music
playing only for those who wanted
to hear it or that could not hear it
physically........

Cry of help

Why this bold image and colors!

strange how when we start to sink

nothing seems to pull us up again.

Nothing seems right and all seems wrong.

Ones mind sees black one day

and white at another day, there's

no in between...

Others seem to enjoy life while me in my

corner can't stop sulking, I'm angry

at the world for not seeing that I'm looking

for a speck of help.

While time passes by in good times and 

hard times, no one, but no one, wants to

tend me a hand.  

Do I turn myself to junk

or do I stay clean, 

do I run or do I stay still.

No answers for now since I'm sure that

none will come tomorrow.

I can't cry and can't scream for fear of

being tagged as a bad human being. 

Do I turn right or do I turn left for asking

for a simple little gesture of help...

I will just sit down and wait for nature

to take it's course and then and only then

I will be free of this world......

Good Morning Sunshine

In a field of sunflowers,
swinging gently to the mood of the wind,
a happy song can be heard miles around
it's the sunflowers calling the insatiable 
friend the bee to come and start eating.
The clouds are there giving respite from
the heat and the flies are waiting their
turn to explore the immense field of seeds.
I look around and say, Good Morning Sunshine....

Shadow

In the shadow of my twin
I live in solitary.
Half of my soul is dying
while I'm still thriving
to survive.
Complications do occur
it's only in my mind
they keep flourish, my body
rejects my grasps.
Lonely I cry and scream
at the whims of the wind.
Skys stole the life of my
eyes and tempests occur
trashing me around.
Tall I stand in the sight
of my home the eternal field
of joy....

Baby it's HOT.

It's so hot, that I joined the youngsters today in this water slide....

Yahooooooooo it was fun...

Blue

 

A blue as such 

for a person needs to fulfill
a dream and feel FREEDOM
from the daily hustle & bustle
of it's ordinary life.

Shock

Shock is a merciful condition.
It allows you to get through disaster
with a necessary distance between
you and your feelings....".

Author not known to me,
but the disaster of Lac Megantic
is real and these words apply
to the "T".

One Day

One day I will join you
way up in the sea of dark blue
together we will create magic
for all the good children who
turn their eyes on our passing by.
The moment will be exciting
only to those viewers who still believe
in the passing of magic time.
Do not leave me here,
too many want me gone,
but I can't go unless I'm called by
the creator.....

"Waiting for the beauty of the night to fall on us, 
you my friend, may be very sad.
 
The rainbow colors of the sundown
has not yet arrived to charm you.

The sun is still around for many hours. 
So let's pray that we live through it. 
Absolutely no one should bear this
dreadful inner heat.
 
Our lives filled of dramas 
would not crash down around you and me,
don't let it fall apart.
 
Until sundown all is burning,
so my little friend just cry, cry, cry 
and be ready for the cooling night ahead of you"
 

Seven seas

The seven seas are my home,
the islands are my playgrounds,
ocean habitants are my friends,
but most of all the sky belongs on my back,
and the stars play checkers with my mind".

This is the world we live in - sad or happy
we have to make the best of it - if we want
to live in peace with ourselves.

One Day

"One day,
I will sleep under
one of these stones,
shading myself from
the rain and the sun,
some days I will say hello
to the moon after finishing
counting all the shinny
stars, I would like to join
the morning rainbow that
starts at the foot on this stone,
but I can't give any orders,
I just hope to see all of it again
tomorrow, so that I can sing
with the tiny birds that comes
to visit me everyday until the
end of time" ....

PS: Photo from Manuel of Argentina.

Fog

I was lost,

lost in a thick fog,

but I could see clearly,

the sky was blue

the trees fully dressed

branches were smooth,

but it was my eyes that

were lost in a thick fog.

Slowly after closing &

opening my eyes a few

times, I finally emerged

and could see the warm

sun of life again.

Don't tell me...

Please have patience in reading this:
"Please don't tell me you know how I feel,
unless you have lost a loved one too.
Please don't tell me my broken heart will heal.
Because that is just not true,
Please don't tell me my loved one is in a better place,
thought it is true, I want him here with me,
Don't tell me someday I;ll hear his voice,
see his face,
Beyond today I cannot see
Don't tell me it is time to move on,
Because I cannot
Don't tell me to oface the fact he is gone
because denial is something I can't stop
Don't tell me to be thankful for the time I had
because I wanted more
Don't tell me when I am my old self
you will be glad
I'll never be as I was before
What you can tell me is you
will be here for me.
That you will listen when I talk to my loved one
you can share with me my precious memories.
You can even cry with me for a while,
And please don't hesitate to say his name
becuase it is something I long to hear every day.
Friend, please realize that I can never be the same.
But if you stand by me
You may like the new person I become someday...."
Author unknown

Flying from the nest

Transported by impulse,
I try to fly back home,
amid the traffic in the sky,
finding one's nest is the
easiest of all, that is
if the wind has not blown
it away....

Circles and curves

Life is not sharp and well defined,
but rather curves, ups, downs,
new life, older life,
we all live under the same umbrella,
mine might be full of holes
while others have a shinny new umbrella,
but at the end we both get our feet wet.
So be happy with what you have,
and life to fullest of your ability.

Highest mountain

 

On the highest mountain I climbed,

just enough to sit on a cloud,

I sat and let myself slide down

to the greatest light....