"미안해. 수천수만 번을 말하고 또 미안해
이 좁은 방의 낮은 천장이 하늘이란 게, 내가 너의 우산이자 비란 게".
"I’m sorry. No matter how many times I say it, I’m still sorry.
That this low ceiling of this small room is our sky.
That I’m not only your umbrella, but also your rain".
Once upon a time some men out hunting for mushrooms in the forest found one that was bigger than any they had ever seen before. They began pulling it out of the ground when ho! —a little old man sprang out from under it.
No larger than a finger he was with a beard twice that size. The little old man rushed off but the men ran after him. They caught him and asked who he was.
Said the little old man:
I am king of all the mushrooms growing in this forest." (The King of The Mushrooms-
The Estonian Folk Tales)
"The light is gold, the sun pulling
the long shadow soul out of each thing, disclosing an outcome.
The last roses of the year nod their frail heads, like listeners listening to all that’s said."
On this day, you read something that moved you. That everyone and everything lives on inside. That soft touches will change you and stay with you longer than hard ones.
That old lovers miss you and new lovers want you and the one you're missing is the one you’re meant to be with. That the tingles running down your arms are angel feathers and they whisper in your ear, constantly, if you choose to hear them. That you are more than the sum total of the things you know and how you react to them. That dancing is sometimes more important than listening to the music. That life contradicts itself, constantly.
That the sun will rise each day. That love is the most important thing. That nothing matters up until this point. Forever.
"You said you knew the perfect place to run to. A place that was empty of people, and buildings, and far, far away. A place covered in blood-red earth and sleeping life.
A place longing to come alive again.
It's a place for disappearing, you'd said, a place for getting lost...and for getting found.
I'll take you there, you'd said.
And I could say that I agreed." (Lucy Christopher - A letter to my captor)
"Dew that sparkles on the ground.
Blue mountains loom above.
Blue mountains loom.
And I walk alone; one wish
won’t be forgotten,
never forget that.
Long, is the path ahead.
And though my body tires,
and I have far to go,
I know I’m going home."
(Going Home - Ásgeir)
"I saw a friend of mine the other day, and he told me that my eyes were gleaming.
I said I had been away, and he knew, he knew the depths I was meaning.
And it felt so good to see his face
or the comfort invested in my soul.
To feel the warmth of a smile,
when he said "I'm happy to have you home....I'm happy to have you home."
(Keep your head up-Ben Howard)
This tragedy has a lot of impact, in the Dutch community and worldwide. But for as long that i lived and long before that, there is fear, pain and suffering in this world. When will it stop. Shall it ever stop.
#prayformh17 #worldpeace #stopwar ------------------------------------------
Never leave without saying goodbye.
Ga nooit weg zonder te groeten,
ga nooit heen zonder een zoen.
Wie het noodlot zal ontmoeten,
kan het morgen niet meer doen.
Loop nooit weg zonder te praten,
dat doet soms een hart zo pijn.
Wat je 's morgens hebt verlaten,
kan er 's avonds niet meer zijn.
"You're hotter than a summer's day in California. You got me melting like a sundae.
I know you've been waiting, you've been waiting a long time for me.
If you wait a little while longer this is how we'll be."
(Hot like Fire -The xx)