Beautiful sunrise

"There's beauty in the silver singing river, there's beauty in the sunrise in the sky, but none of these and nothing else can match the beauty that I remember in my true love's eyes"

(Bob Dylan)

Cold cold world

"I call architecture frozen music"

(Goethe)

Little feet

Someday I'll jump through puddles,
take a stroll or run a race.
Someday I'll walk across the street
or maybe walk in space. 
Someday I'll scale a mountain

or I'll join a ballet corps.

Someday I'll walk a tightrope

or explore the ocean floor.

Someday these feet will do some things

that only heaven knows,

but for today they're happy, 
just to wiggle all their little toes

Snowdrops

Do you know what I was, how I lived? You know
what despair is; then
winter should have meaning for you.

I did not expect to survive,
earth suppressing me. I didn't expect
to waken again, to feel
in damp earth my body
able to respond again, remembering
after so long how to open again
in the cold light
of earliest spring--

afraid, yes, but among you again
crying yes risk joy

in the raw wind of the new world. 

(Louise Gluck)

Alnes lighthouse, Møre og Romsdal

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Hands

Sometimes you get discouraged
Because I am very small
And always leave my fingerprints
On furniture and walls.

But everyday I'm growing . . .
I'll be all grown-up someday,
And all the tiny fingerprints
Will surely fade away.

So here's a real hand print
Just so you can recall,
Exactly how my fingers looked
When I was very small.