Thursday, June 23, 2011


Time and Again

TIme and again, however well we know the landscape of love,
and the little church-yard with lamenting names,
and the frightfully silent ravine wherein all the others
end: time and again we go out two together,
under the old trees, lie down again and again
between the flowers, face to face with the sky.


Rainer Maria Rilke

1875-1926

Poem About Flowers



Poem of Flowers 
Flowers bloom and shows its beauty
that would be flowers of trees or flowers of grasses.

Everybody can breath with the flowers with different colors
red, white,violet and any tint of colors found on their petals,
 leaves and or stems

So nice to see them wherever they are whether they
would be in the mountainous forests, in plains and or valleys.

Colors of flowers are exceptionally pretty, so nice to pick for 
anyone who needs them
 during celebrations of birthdays,weddings, graduations. 
and some other special occasions.


MY LITTLE ONE

My little one whose tongue is dumb,
whose fingers cannot hold to things,
who is so mercilessly young,
he leaps upon the instant things,

I hold him not. Indeed, who could?
He runs into the burning wood.
Follow, follow if you can!
He will come out grown to a man

and not remember whom he kissed,
who caught him by the slender wrist
and bound him by a tender yoke
which, understanding not, he broke.


Tennessee Williams