Heya all,
Been only too long since my last post here, I know.
Well, as a brief update: Been coping with heavier work duties this past semester culminating in pretty demanding (and draining) ones, and yours truly needs a good hiatus (a la sabbatical) away from the responsibilites she’s been delving in, of late.
So, here’s hoping all mine dear souls are keeping well, and just to add a ‘lil cheer your way, a much-needed weekend musing.
Take care all, minerva*
Who are you, reader, reading my poems an hundred years hence?
I cannot send you one single flower from this wealth of the spring, one single streak of gold from yonder clouds.
Open your doors and look abroad.
From your blossoming garden gather fragrant memories of the vanished flowers of an hundred years before.
In the joy of your heart may you feel the living joy that sang one spring morning, sending its glad voice across an hundred years.
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Via TED,Yann Arthus-Bertrand’s poignant capture of humanity and our shared space. Beautiful!
*Note to kindred souls: If you do have a wee bit of time, do catch the dear sir’s awe-inspiring movie, replete with his trademark breath-taking photographs, entitled “Home.”
Heya dear all,
Following a most enjoyable tag by dear Aiz, from our Zephyr Friends group webbie.
Thanks again, dear chummi, for the lovely inspiration moment: Had great fun (as you’d have guessed) working on this piece am proud of!
Wishes all, minerva*
Heya all,
Been such a looong time, but as always, am grateful for these precious minutes I am blessed with.
Hoping all dear souls have been keeping well, yea.
Onto our weekend rendezvous then, dear folks!
Take care all, minerva*
Ah you don’t want to,
you’re scared
of poverty,
you don’t want
to go to the market with worn-out shoes
and come back with the same old dress.
My love, we are not fond,
as the rich would like us to be,
of misery. We
shall extract it like an evil tooth
that up to now has bitten the heart of man.
But I don’t want
you to fear it.
If through my fault it comes to your dwelling,
if poverty drives away
your golden shoes,
let it not drive away your laughter which is my life’s bread.
If you can’t pay the rent
go off to work with a proud step,
and remember, my love, that I am watching you
and together we are the greatest wealth
that was ever gathered upon the earth.
Heya all,
Taking a brief respite from pretty draining times of late. Hoping all dear souls are keeping well, too.
Here then, our weekend rendezvous.
Do take care all & Wishes, minerva*
A beautifully poignant tribute to the human Imagination, our human endeavours (of Sci-fi/ technology) & of course, at the end of all things, our purest passions (of love, humanity).
Hey dear all,
Am back for a short respite, despite the busy days of late.
Time for our ‘lil weekend rendezvous, then.
Enjoy the awesome video (by Yanni, an ol’ fave artiste of yours truly), accompanied by a Tagorian gem.
Take care all & Wishes, minerva*
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Yanni & his ubercool orchestra performing a newer version of his ol’ fave classic, “Nostalgia”
I know not how thou singest, my master! I ever listen in silent amazement.
The light of thy music illumines the world. The life breath of thy music runs from sky to sky.
The holy stream of thy music breaks through all stony obstacles and rushes on.
My heart longs to join in thy song, but vainly struggles for a voice.
I would speak, but speech breaks not into song, and I cry out baffled.
Ah, thou hast made my heart captive in the endless meshes of thy music, my master!
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*On the Minervan airwaves of late:
Even whilst work looms ahead as usual, these few weeks have been magical, when it comes to yours truly’s beautiful stumbling upon blessed voices. Here’s what am hooked onto of late: Dear lady, Sona Mohapatra’s “Abhi Nahin Aana Sajna“… Nectarine voice, na? Mmm..
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