Words are not just words
they are kisses
on the lips of silence
that speak of your essence
~Vesna~

Friday, October 7, 2011

Thanksgiving





It is Thanksgiving in Canada,
Happy holidays to all who celebrate it and a reminder to all of us to rest more and work less:)))

Hugs,
Vesna





William-Adolphe Bouguereau-Rest at harvest(1865)


A fallen leaf

I must have seen somewhere
Beauty
Like this
Before
I am trying to remember
As I pick up a fallen leaf
Was it burgundy, crimson or ruby
Or terracotta redness
That opens my heart
And fulfills it with gladness?


It's October
It's gold
It's green
It's brown
Reminds me
of rainbows and rivers
And kisses and clouds
And chestnuts and fire
And silent Sun


It's a whole world
On my palm


And I am sure
It's something more
Something from before
Before the creation
of the Ocean
Before the Big Explosion
Before we humans got so smart
There was a treasure full of beauty


Like this leaf
Fragile
Simple
Symmetrical silhouette
Impossible to forget


Vesna
Oct-2011


2 comments:

Rosa said...

I can smell the parfume of wet land after the rain and of baked chestnuts.I can admire the autumnal colors of the leaves, so warm...It's Fall!:)

Happy Thanksgiving dear Vesna! On this side of the ocean, I'll follow your wise advice today! :D

Happy Fall!

Vesna said...

Thank you dear Rosa,
I can smell the sweet, intoxicating rose when I read your words:)
Thank you for visiting and for taking my advice:)
Molti baci
xxx
Vesna