Nuit d’hiver…
dehors, en tombant,
la neige ramasse
les rêves défunts.
Month: February 2019
Tanka # 180
My heart
is a broken compass;
its pointer,
though turning aimlessly,
always points to you.
Haiku # 628
Winter fog…
all I long for
is the summer of her skin
Free Verse # 436 (je t’aime)
La neige,
je la sentis en dormant,
sa haleine blanche
fondant dans mes rêves
tel le parfum
de la femme inconnue
que j’aime.
~
A l’aube
je m’assois à la fenêtre,
dans l’haleine du silence
le parfum de ton souffle
embrasse mes joues,
dans la lumière qui frémit
autour des fleurs
l’auréole de ton visage
absorbe la vie
qui coule dans mes veines.
Je t’aime.
~
The red poppies
diligently hiding
in the folds of her skin;
to uncover them
I leaf through, patiently,
with the breath of poetry.
~
Without her
poetry is just words,
sunlight and wine
offer no warmth,
and life is but a shell
of salt and sand.
~
My heart
a midnight train
buzzing
with empty faces
all longing
for your face
~
Now
it begins again,
the long ache
of trying to forget her
only to find her
in another’s smile,
in another’s face.
Haiku # 627
A regarder son visage
j’ai l’impression d’entrée
dans un monde de lumière
Tanka # 179
This solitude
it grows around me,
waning like the light
of a candle
slowly fading away.
Haiku # 626
اهرب منك فأجدك
لحناَ مختبئاَ
في عروقي
~
عيونها
البحر الذي منه يفيض
حبر الكلمات
~
الشعراء وحدهم
…يشعرون بتباطؤ نبضه
هذا العالم الذي يموت
Haiku # 625
Le poème
je l’écris en pensant
au rouge de tes lèvres
~
City smog…
no trees left to heed
the voice of the wind
~
صوت فيروز
وحده يكسر
رتابة هذه الحياة
Wandering Thought # 86
There will always be unbridgeable gaps between our knowledge and reality. On the force of what, then, does the person fill the gaps and act? Life was not founded on knowledge; and a being in the flux of life does not rely on knowledge primarily to act and react. Knowledge is a step back from life, and therein lies its value. It enables us to understand the emotional and unconscious forces and drives that govern our being in the midst of the action — emotions, forces and drives that have hardened into character — and by doing so it gives us the power of control by enabling subtle shifts in the emotions and drives which, in turn, enables us to change or redefine our character. By bringing unconscious motives to light these change and transform; and a person becomes free when, overtime, he is no longer acting out of them as from a compulsion. He is free, which means that the spectrum of emotions have widened, enabling more control and selection over the course of the action, enabling more ease as his sensory and experiential centers take in the outer and inner experience feeding the loop of his being and drives. He is now able to digest life and experience better and with more cheerfulness, and life is richer, more profound, fulfilling and manifold for it.