a picture to admire
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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.
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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
Played by Joshua Bell violin and Frederic Chiu piano
uploaded by aNGLICANcHOIR92
2mins 34secs
Foir best viewing use full screen
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and a saying by Lao-Tzu
We shape clay into a pot, but it is the emptiness
inside that holds whatever we want.
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taking the one less travelled by
taking the one less travelled by
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