The Moaning Tree Rss

sunset

Category : Self-Portraits

Slowly the west reaches for clothes of new colours
which it passes to a row of ancient trees.
You look, and soon these two worlds both leave you,
one part climbs toward heaven, one sinks to earth,

leaving you, not really belonging to either,
not so helplessly dark as that house that is silent,
not so unswervingly given to the eternal as that thing
that turns to a star each night and climbs –

leaving you (it is impossible to untangle the threads)
your own life, timid and standing high and growing,
so that, sometimes blocked in, sometimes reaching out,
one moment your life is a stone in you, and the next, a star.

~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~

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Category : Self-Portraits

With wanton speed, and giddy cunning,
The melting voice through mazes running;
Untwisting all the chains that tie
The hidden soul of harmony.

~John Milton

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avian 90

Category : Avian

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haunted

Category : Self-Portraits

Footfalls echo in the memory
down the passage which we did not take, towards the door we never opened…

~T.S. Eliot

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strega 4

Category : Self-Portraits

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avian 89

Category : Avian

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avian 88

Category : Avian

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in light

Category : Trees

β€œIn the depth a light will grow,
A silver shine no shadows know,
Like wings unfolding in the sky,
That circle ’round a gleaming eye,
Turning darkness all away,
Even depths will know their day,
For every shadow has its end,
In light!
Life will return again!”

~Robert Fanney

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asylum

Category : Self-Portraits

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avian 87

Category : Avian

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