Tuesday, January 8, 2019
Look into my Lights
Tento strom je dávaný mestom Oslo ako poďakovanie Londýnu každý rok. Má vyhradené čestné miesto na Trafalgar Square. Tento rok bol sprevádzaný aj básňou zloženou len preňho:
Look into my lights.
My memory buds
with a song of sunlight
a stretching of roots.
A shoot-tip sigh
as I part the earthen sky.
Look into my lights.
My memory branches
into arctic cold nights,
and a kaleidoscope of days.
I am born in every forest's heart,
a guiding light out of the dark.
Look into my lights.
My memory creaks
into a lightning strike
cracking the sky.
I break from the ground,
the stars are my crown.
Look into my lights.
My sap of memory rings
with a grandma by candlelight
slipping chestnuts into stockings,
as children nest in my scent
with dreams full of presents.
Look into my lights.
Now I'm a Christmas tree.
Now I'm a spruce.
A pine.
A palm.
A cedar.
An acer.
An oak.
A baobab.
I am within all trees.
You have sat beneath my branches.
Look into my lights.
See the heartwood within me
The spirit of every delight.
The spirit of every tree, everywhere.
Whenever humanity sits and shares.
Wherever there is love and care.
Look into my lights -
see me there.
Look into my lights.
My memory buds
with a song of sunlight
a stretching of roots.
A shoot-tip sigh
as I part the earthen sky.
Look into my lights.
My memory branches
into arctic cold nights,
and a kaleidoscope of days.
I am born in every forest's heart,
a guiding light out of the dark.
Look into my lights.
My memory creaks
into a lightning strike
cracking the sky.
I break from the ground,
the stars are my crown.
Look into my lights.
My sap of memory rings
with a grandma by candlelight
slipping chestnuts into stockings,
as children nest in my scent
with dreams full of presents.
Look into my lights.
Now I'm a Christmas tree.
Now I'm a spruce.
A pine.
A palm.
A cedar.
An acer.
An oak.
A baobab.
I am within all trees.
You have sat beneath my branches.
Look into my lights.
See the heartwood within me
The spirit of every delight.
The spirit of every tree, everywhere.
Whenever humanity sits and shares.
Wherever there is love and care.
Look into my lights -
see me there.
Joseph Coelho
Monday, January 7, 2019
Thursday, December 27, 2018
Season of Peace and Joy
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It's beginning to look like Christmas (Ruane Manning) |
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Fitting in |
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The Night Before Christmas |
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Colours of Christmas Market |
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Midnight |
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Joy to the World (Catherine Holman) |
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Morning Song |
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Preparing for Take Off
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The Less Stressful Times (Charlotte Joan Sternberg) |
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Silent Night Listening |
Monday, December 24, 2018
Christmas wishes
Čas, keď sa nebesia otvoria a zostúpi k nám Jeho sláva a sila. Prajem všetkým krásne, pokojné a požehnané Vianoce, plné čarovných detských prežívaní. Nepremeškajme tento drahocenný čas.
Happy and blessed Christmas everyone, full of childlike wonder and heart open to power of Light.
Saturday, November 24, 2018
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