You closed those eyes that saw too much, and took with you the sorrow in them,
that hunting look, the searing pain, of someone who once was broken, stolen, betrayed, by infamy and hate.
You picked up your own pieces, in a horror nightmare like Guernica, and put yourself back together,
and those empty spaces, where the parts of you were missing,
gone in the burning hell of Auchwitz forever,
you replaced them with light and filled them with hope,
and you walked away from evil,
you left it behind,
and your wounded soul, spilled its light around the world, through the million little cracks left open and sore…
Who would fill those empty spaces, left by you now that you are gone, dear Elie Wiesel?
Rest in peace and shine from above… Now your family is finally back together! ….
… But the world surely feels darker without you.
There are victories of the soul and spirit, sometimes, even if you lose, you win.
– The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved, loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves” Walt Whitman
For the love of Love, Spring and pretty pictures
“Keep your face always towards the sunshine and shadows will fall behind you” – Walt Whitman
“You are so much sunshine in every square inch” – Walt Whitman
“To me every hour of the day is an unspeakably perfect miracle” – Walt Whitman
“We were together, I forget the rest” – Walt Whitman
“Happiness, not in another place, but this place…not for another hour, but for this hour” – Walt Whitman
“I can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of light” – Plato
“What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life” – Walt Whitman
If nothing saves us from death, may love at least save us from life – Pablo Neruda
“Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is playing within me” – Walt Whitman
“I swear to you, there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell” – Walt Whitman
“I know nothing else but miracles” – Walt Whitman
“The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved, loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves” – Walt Whitman
“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength while loving someone deeply gives you courage” – Lao Tzu
“If you remember me, then I don’t care if everyone else forgets” – Haruki Murakami
“How do you spell ‘love’? – Piglet “You don’t spell it, you feel it” – Pooh
“Will you come travel with me? Shall we stick by each other as long as we live? – Walt Whitman
In one kiss, you’ll know, all I haven’t said – Pablo Neruda
Melanie Bennett Photography
But I love your feet only because they walked upon the earth and upon the wind and upon the waters, until they found me – Pablo Neruda
We’re stronger in the places where that we’ve been broken – Ernest Hemingway
“Simplicity is the glory of expression” – Walt Whitman
We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together, with the windows open and the stars bright” – Ernest Hemingway
“Love is composed by a single soul inhabited by two bodies” Aristotle
Thank you for visiting, I hope you enjoyed it! xx
From my window I saw summer go by… from my window, I saw my thoughts go wild… I still wonder why I didn’t get to say goodbye
Oh Summer beautiful … liquid dreams and all…
Can’t take away the beauty of Autumn or Fall, Winter and cold, having their own memories their own soul.
Fire cracking, book diving, dreaming begins again…
Contemplating that all is possible… didn’t I feel before the same? .
I find over and over that life repeats itself, I’m always starting over or at least it feels this way…
…Despite all the beginnings … the decades we left back, some things will never change, the language of silence, the feeling of touch, those arms and legs intertwined like an abstract piece of art…
..A tiny home is enough when your heart is in the right place…
…waiting is a joy when you know who you are waiting for… When you have somebody else…
Family oh family … we all have different walks but isn’t it just perfect, isn’t it the best when we can come together putting things to rest, when we can get together and stop?
…and there they go again, leaving my soul all warm, but I love the sound of silence and I love my time alone…
Warm wine, cossy feet, a good book …and somebody to share them with…
I wish you all tomorrow, along with a cup of JOY, to have someone to share, the birth of our LORD…
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays!
Walking in silence. Alone. At dusk… awakens the senses, the need for awareness, the hunger for understanding… introspection, stillness inside, while in movement, so I can listen to my heart and actually hear what it is saying, realize what my soul knew already … searching for words to sooth my spirit. A connection to the Universe, a connection to one’s self.
Walking in silence. Alone. At dusk…. Awakens the senses, the need for awareness, the hunger for understanding…
…Introspeccion, stillness inside, while in movement, so I can listen to my heart…
…and actually hear what it’s saying, realize what my soul knew already…
…Searching for words to sooth my spirit. A connection to the Universe, a connection to one’s self
I tried to forget, but you grew roots around my ribcage….
The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls
P.S. I love you …. I’m dying!
Elizabeth Gilbert, “Eat, Pray, Love”
F. Scott Fitzgerald
It is a blessing and a curse..
Every Sunrise, every Sunset…
That was quite a walk right there…. it left me exhausted and relieved at the same time… Good night.