Leaving Newcastle,18 April 2013

small is the art of soul

Moving

Leaving Melbourne to Sydney,13.4.13

there is a pleasure in the pathless woods;
There is a rapture on the lonely shore;
There is a society,where none intrudes;
By the deep sea,and music in its roar;
I love not man the less,but Nature more...

-Lord Byron

Sun

Melbourne ,Australia,6 April 2013

Turn your face to the sun, and the shadows fall behind you.
Maori proverb

Cradle mountain ,Tasmania ,2 April ,2013

Come to the edge,
We might fall
Come to the edge,
It is too high,
Come to the edge,
And they came,
And he pushed them,
And they flew,

Christopher Logue.

24 march 2013,departure for Tasmania

"Le but suprême du voyageur est
de ne plus savoir ce qu'il contemple.
Chaque être, chaque chose est occasion
de voyage, de contemplation." Lie t'seu

15 march,2013 rising

“Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.”
― Confucius

Winter song,28 February ,2013

Love After Love

The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other's welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
Derek Walcott