“Friendship is never established as an understood relation … It is a miracle which requires constant proofs. It is an exercise of the purest imagination and the rarest faith.”
Henry David Thoreau
You See I Want A Lot
You see, I want a lot.
Perhaps I want everything:
the darkness that comes with every infinite fall
and the shivering blaze of every step up.
So many live on and want nothing,
and are raised to the rank of prince
by the slippery easy of their light judgements.
But what you love to see are faces
that DO work and FEEL thirst.
You love most of all those who need you
as they need a crowbar or a hoe.
You have not grown old, and it’s not too late
to dive into your increasing depths
where life calmly gives out its own secret.
Rainer Maria Rilke
Bonne Nuit, Doux Prince!
“Now cracks a noble heart:
Good night sweet prince
And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!”
(W. Shakespeare, Hamlet, Act V)
………Touching.
Smoothly flowing.
Easy to read.
Profound.
Natural.
Surprising.
Sad.
Beautiful.
……And the list could go on and on…
It’s all about Bonne nuit, doux prince, by Pierre Charras. A book about family relationships, about parents and children, about losing our beloved ones, about knowing to love and cherish…
It makes you think, it makes you cry, then think again…
Just grab it and read it! You won’t be able to leave it unfinished.
BEAUTIFUL!
Dragostea însăşi
De-a dreptul de la soare-mi intră
Lumina pe fereastră,
Încât în mica mea incintă
E dragostea o astră.
Lăsându-mă să văd
Tot praful de pe lume
Făcut de-Ăl Fără Nume, ca să
Am chiar şi eu un Nume.
Mai spun că Dragostea mergea
Până dădea de uşa
Deschisă, pe unde-o ştergea
Îndată, şi-n cenuşa
Particulelor mici de praf
Dansam şi eu în, dens,
Acest inumerabil vraf
Şi mişun fără sens.
Când m-am întors într-adevăr,
Uşa-mi era anume
La fel –dar vid între Cel făr’
De Nume şi-ntre Nume.
Mai spun că Dragostea mergea
Până dădea de-o uşă
Deschisă –pe unde-o ştergea
Lăsând în prag cenuşă.
Leonard Cohen
