Open The Clouds
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22 responses to “Open The Clouds”
VERY IMAGES….SINCERELY ANDREA:))
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Very simple – and very effective!
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Thank you.
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Hello,Rabirius.
Belle photo et le sens
très poétique!!
je te souhaite une merveilleuse semaine 🙂 Jussara
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Merci beaucoup
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He obviously has the touch, as do you Rabirius!
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Thank you very much for the compliment, Patti.
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He did well, though I don’r recommend he tries to hold the tide back.
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Yes, that might cause some trouble 🙂
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Reblogged this on Sonmi's Cloud and commented:
Courtesy of rabirius, to be matched perfectly with a poem by Wisława Szymborska-Włodek;
Clouds.
I’d have to be really quick
to describe clouds –
a split second’s enough
for them to start being something else.
Their trademark:
they don’t repeat a single
shape, shade, pose, arrangement.
Unburdened by memory of any kind,
they float easily over the facts.
What on earth could they bear witness to?
They scatter whenever something happens.
Compared to clouds,
life rests on solid ground,
practically permanent, almost eternal.
Next to clouds
even a stone seems like a brother,
someone you can trust,
while they’re just distant, flighty cousins.
Let people exist if they want,
and then die, one after another:
clouds simply don’t care
what they’re up to
down there.
And so their haughty fleet
cruises smoothly over your whole life
and mine, still incomplete.
They aren’t obliged to vanish when we’re gone.
They don’t have to be seen while sailing on.
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Thank you for reblogging.
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Reblogged this on rebloggobbler.
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Thank you for reblogging.
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YW!
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Afternoon Rabirius! 🙂
How beautiful. He could be saying, “What the hell is that ??” Or, see the rain has lifted and brought about a beautiful blue sky! Haha
Hugs and more hug, Paula xxxxx
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Thank you very much, Paula.
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A very freeing image!
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Thank you.
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nice title!
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Thank you.
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Reblogged this on Maître Renard.
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Thanks for reblogging!
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