the pillow's low, the quilt is warm, the body smooth and peaceful,
sun shines on the door of the room, the curtain not yet open.
still the youthful taste of spring remains in the air,
often it will come to you even in your sleep
Sunday, April 15, 2012
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hello - your words are a blessing to me- breathing again, and the photos
make a perfect compliment.
my heart thanks you.
hi paige . . thanks for the sweet compliment but these words are by the incredible chinese poet bai juyi who deserves big ups for sure!!! if you want to see more of his work follow the little blue lettered link i placed at the bottom of the post!!! steven
Hi Steven...i left my warm quilt this morning as most mornings and walked in the frost and chill air but somehow things were different...i felt the optimism of the start of a new season..the flowers blooming and in the sky the first swallow swooping and diving over fields filled with new born lambs..it filled me up...your poem by bai juyi seems so right!!!...xx kay
kay - we're hovering on a transition . . .and there are so many in spring . . .they slip off the pinnacle of the moemnt over and over . . . and today there's one that has warmth and moisture and black cherry blossoms somehow merging in the air . . . steven
Love the pic. And nice poem to match it...
Have a great week ahead Sir Steven...
JJRod'z
Ps. Oh i have been so busy these past months. A lot of things going on. And trying to be better. Completing my requirements for my PR here in Canada... Hopefully they grant me.
ahhh jj i visited your blog and then jc's and i am so glad you two have found each other and can take such good care of each other!!!! steven
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