Pascale

“I do not know the day
my pain will end yet
in the little garden
I had them plant
seeds of autumn flowers”
― Shiki Masaoka

“The temple bell stops
But the sound keeps coming
out of the flowers”
― Matsuo Bashō

“In your hands winter
is a book with cloud pages
that snow pearls of love.”
― Aberjhani, Journey through the Power of the Rainbow: Quotations from a Life Made Out of Poetry

“Have you never noticed how absorbed people look as they climb from floor to floor? So many resolutions reached, so many anxious questions to which the answers lie in wait behind the door that is about to open! Here on the stairs is the time and the place for making up your mind, that final moment for reflection before you take the plunge. As a result there appears to linger, in some of those great circular stairwells, a residue of the dreams that they have sheltered, a memory, as it were, of the meditations in which love, lust, and world-weariness fought for the hearts of all the nameless people who ever passed that way.”
― Julien Green, Paris