The teacher rises voiceless before a class
Of pale, tight-lipped children/
The blackboard behind him as black as the sky
Light-years from the earth.
It´s the silence the teacher loves,
The taste of the infinite in it.
The stars like teeth marks on children´s pencils.
Listen to it, he says happily.
Fără voce se ridică profesorul...Read More »
One of those books which help you understand why you love your profession of counselor with such a passion…
Maria Magdalena Biela
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A child’s prayer
Please, let me live, give me a chance
of life on Earth to have a glance,
Let me grow roots and let me shine
on this blue planet in decline.
When I was born into this Light
you all blessed me with great delight,
you all were filled with greedy thoughts:
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Do not stand at my grave and cry
Sa nu plangi la mormantul meu.
Nu zac acolo in somn greu.
Sunt mii de vanturi respirand.
Sunt diamant de nea, lucind.
Sunt soarele din coptul grau.
Sunt ploaia Toamnei, tandru brau.
In dimineti, cand te trezesti,
iti sunt o soapta la feresti,
de pasari prinse-n zbor tacut.
O stea luncind in...Read More »
A friend like you
There’s lots of things with which I’m blessed,
My problems have been few,
But of all, this one’s the best:
To have a friend like you
In times of trouble friends will say,
“Just ask, I’ll help you through it.”
But you don’t wait for me to ask,
You just get up and do...Read More »
„Bucura-te de lucrurile marunte. Într-o buna zi s-ar putea sa privesti înapoi si sa descoperi ca erau cele mai importante lucruri.” Robert Brault 16 iulie 2017, Kotka, Finlanda.
Mottoul ales pentru corespondenta de astazi este definitoriu pentru modul în care locuitorii din Kotka si foarte multi turisti care s-au implicat...Read More »
Happy Birthday, my Father!
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The story of Wolf & Moon
This is a tale, countless ages told
Among the Wolf, to cub from old.
It is a story of true love,
Between Wolf below, and Moon above.
The Wolf and Moon were One they say,
Lovers, Friends, to this very day.
The sky at night their hunting grounds,
Their depth of love,...Read More »
Dust If You MustD
Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be better
To paint a picture, or write a letter,
Bake a cake, or plant a seed;
Ponder the difference between want and need?
Dust if you must, but there’s not much time,
With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb;
Music to hear, and books...Read More »
In the last 20 years an entire field of literature (could I call it literature?) appears to be dedicated to “relationships”.
Either fictional or so-called scientific books, novels, materials (you name them!) attacked the market with their remedies and recipes on “how to make a relationship perfect” in two or...Read More »