a picture to admire

-o0o-

a poem to ponder

This is a translation of “Beau Soir” by the French poet Paul Bourget

When streams turn pink in the setting sun,
And a slight shudder rushes through the wheat fields,
A plea for happiness seems to rise out of all things
And it climbs up towards the troubled heart.
A plea to relish the charm of life
While there is youth and the evening is fair,
For we pass away, as the wave passes:
The wave to the sea, we to the grave.

-o0o-

music to meditate by

“Beau Soir” by Claude Debussy
Played by Joshua Bell violin and Frederic Chiu piano
uploaded by aNGLICANcHOIR92
2mins 34secs
Foir best viewing use full screen

-o0o- 

and a saying by Lao-Tzu

We shape clay into a pot, but it is the emptiness 

inside that holds whatever we want.

-o0o-

taking the one less travelled by

is updated every Wednesday and Saturday

NEW  - The Haiku Habit - NEW

begins Monday 1st October

http://thehaikuhabit.blogspot.com

-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-