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The place where light enters you…


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I thought this most profound saying to be most suitable for this shot!

The wound is the place where light enters you.
Rumi.

P.s
I am going to take time off until after winter holidays to spend quality time with my loved ones but will try my utmost to keep on liking as long as I can & see you back in January!
Make the most of it life goes by too quickly 😉
My best wishes to all of you till then!

Sweet worries 1991 ( Prose in its English original text! )


baby sleeping

This prose was written in the midst of child-rearing. The times we thought, would be frozen forever.
When we thought we’d stay in pampers and pureed foods till the end of our lifetime…

It is to be noted that it’s the one and only time I wrote a prose in English.

Sweet worries
————–

Hush little baby
Please, don’t drive me crazy
Hush little baby
Oh! Beautiful as a daisy

A gurgle
A yawn
A bottle
At dawn

A smile
To forgive
A hug
To forget

A yawn
At dawn
The bottle
Is warm

I cuddled
My bundle
And time
Was mine

Hush, little baby
Please, don’t drive me crazy!
Hush little baby
Oh! Beautiful as a daisy

I hope you enjoyed this little moment of innocence and softness.

What is love 1985 ( Translated from French poem ” L’amour ” )


the love knot ©copyright2013owpp

the love knot
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This poem was written in 1985. Yes, a long time ago, but reading it again made me realize that
given a few corrections, it could be published and could send a bit of joy to my readers.
Let me know what YOU think.
Thanks for all the positive feedback I have received since the improvement
of my blog, I truly appreciate!

Love
—-

Intense and profound felicity cascading
A burst of laughter, the impression of being king

That is love.

On soft skin, a tear forges its way
A asperous hand with a gesture abates the grief

That is love.

A odd habit, sudden irritation
A confession, forgiveness, the same old refrain

That is love.

A heed, cognizance and devotion without illusion
A future traces itself, the miracle of creation

That is love.

Above all, a life, the corrugations of happiness
And a generation indulges the world to its freshness

That is love.

Finally, intense joy cascading
Bubbles of laughter, the magnitude of remaining king

Yes! That IS love.

_________________

L’amour
——-

Une joie intense et profonde débordant de soi
Un éclat de rire, le sentiment d’être roi

Ça, c’est l’amour.

Sur une peau douce, une larme forge son chemin
Une main rugueuse, d’un geste apaise le chagrin

Ça, c’est l’amour.

Une manie, une irritation soudaine
Un aveu, un pardon, toujours la même rengaine

Ça, c’est l’amour.

Un égard, une attention et dévotion sans illusion
Un avenir se trace, le miracle d’une création

Ça, c’est l’amour.

Plus que tout, une vie, les ondulations du bonheur
Une génération qui comble le monde par sa fraîcheur

Ça, c’est l’amour.

Enfin une félicité intense cascadant de soi
Des bulles de contentement, l’amplitude de demeurer roi

Oui! Ça, c’est l’amour.

My delicious mother! 1988 ( With French original version as ” Ma délicieuse mère! )


worried...

worried…

Good morning!

Mothers worry too much. They waste so much energy worrying about everyone and anything on earth, it leaves little time to invite the good stuff going on, on this planet. Don’t you think?
Many years ago, I felt like having a tease at mine ( in a sweet way! ) and that’s what came out of it.
It’s something light to invite you to a cheerful new day! Keep in mind it has been translated, the French text will be included.
Enjoy!

My delicious mother!
——————-

You worry, you worry,
You always worry!
You are afraid, always afraid,
Every day is a pain.

Children are small,
They get sick
Finally they grew
But they should marry!

Finally! They marry
But will they have children?
They HAVE children
Who get sick!

Who grew…
Who marry…
Ah! What a life!
Full of worries!
________________________

Ma délicieuse mère!
——————-

Tu t’inquiète, tu t’inquiète,
Toujours tu t’inquiète!
Tu as peur, toujours peur,
Chaque jour est une douleur.

Les enfants sont petits,
Ils ont des maladies
Enfin, ils ont grandi
Mais, il faut qu’ils se marient!

Enfin! Ils se marient
Mais, auront-ils des petits?
Ils ont des petits
Qui ont des maladies!

Qui ont grandi…
Qui se marient…
Ah! Quelle vie!
Pleine de soucies!

I hope this will make your day a pleasant place to be. Keep in mind that this applies not only to mothers 🙂