Picture by Michael Mogensen
Words are curtains.
They hide more than they show,
They mask the truth.
Hortus Closus
Pour vivre heureux, vivons cachés
Pour vivre heureux, vivons cachés
Picture by Michael Mogensen
Words are curtains.
They hide more than they show,
They mask the truth.
Beautiful pic. Interesting words. Can curtains be protective shield as well? 🙂
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Sometimes words are pawns
on an olive tree chessboard;
the Queen’s silence rules.
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Words do what they can ;
the truth is in our movements
and intonations.
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I love the image and the words that are so few and have such big meanings. Thank you for this. eajm
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
AND FORCE US TO READ IN-BETWEEN THE LINES…LIKE GOOD POETRY WILL!
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Une aile du rêve pour enchanter le monde.
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Azi este sâmbătă, Pe vremurii oamenii se întâlneau în sat la o horă ..era momentul în care împărţeau bucuriile, după o săptămână de muncă …Ei…dar vremurile sunt altele…Şi Noi ne vom întâlni diseară …la o horă a gândurilor…
Încă sunt în vacanță, însă vă citesc cu drag atunci când am posibilitate. Să auzim numai de bine ! O zi splendidă vă doresc!
Today is Saturday, on vremurii people met at a dance in the village when the shared joys ..era after a week of work … They … but times are different … And We’ll meet tonight .. .if a dance of thoughts …
I’m still on vacation, but you fondly when I read possibility. Let’s hear only good things! A beautiful day I want!
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Le parole nascono per dire la verità, la maschera la porta chi le usa per nasconderela.
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