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starry amorist starward gone
thou art what thou didst gaze upon
passed thru thy golden gardens bars
thou seeist the 'gardener of the stars'
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she about whose mooned brows
seven stars make seven glows
seven lights for seven woes
she, like thine own galaxy
all lustrous in one purity
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what sayest thou astronomer
when thou didst discover her
when thy hand its tube let fall
thou foundest the fairest star of all..
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Francis Thompson 19th Cent.
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Thanks once more for your brilliant and touching poem, dear Desmond.
I can't share my poems with you -because I'm French) but I feel your words.
Love and Peace for you and all Beings.
Dear Béatrice,
You're invited to share your poems and posts also in French. We have a translator program, or even a group of French.
In love, peace and health for you and all beings.
Thank you for this so beautiful poem...
I was thinking you may like this...
ASTRONOMER CREATES HUBBLE IMAGE MASHUP OF STARRY NIGHT AND COMPOSES COSMIC CONCIERTOS
"Astrophysicist Alex Parker recently enjoyed a bit of viral status for his version of Vincent van Gogh’s Starry Night, which is comprised of photos taken with the Hubble telescope. But that’s not his only, or even his most interesting, space art. He also uses data collected from stars to construct pieces of music.
For his day job Parker is a postdoctoral fellow at the Harvard-Smithsonian Center for Astrophysics and is part of a team helping NASA with its New Horizons spacecraft that is scheduled to fly by Pluto in 2015. Back in April, he decided to create the photo mosaic of van Gogh’s famous painting using 100 Hubble photos for the telescope’s 22nd launch anniversary.
“One of my friends said there is probably some law that says every young astronomer has a print of Starry Night. I have multiple copies,” says Parker.
He downloaded the photos from the European Space Agency’s website, uploaded them into the AndreaMosaic software and two hours later had a stunning picture that combines several disparate but iconic images. The internet loved it." — Jakob Schiller
Wired: — http://bit.ly/RFPQ3L
awesome photos. You're a great treasure Isabelle...
thanks for this link Isabelle
Dear Isabelle,
Your presence on this site illumitates of us.
Thanks for being YOU!
Love and peace for all Beings.
thank you for this wonderful poem, Desmond. ✽.
So, a French poem :
TU SERAS UN HOMME, MON FILS
Tu seras un homme, mon fils.
Si tu peux voir détruit l'ouvrage de ta vie
Et, sans dire un seul mot te remettre à bâtir
Ou perdre d'un seul coup le gain de cent parties
Sans un geste et sans un soupir.
Si tu peux être amant sans être fou d'amour,
Si tu peux être fort sans cesser d'être tendre,
Et, te sentant haï, sans haïr à ton tour,
Pourtant lutter et te défendre.
Si tu peux supporter d'entendre tes paroles
Travesties par des gueux pour exciter les sôts,
Et d'entendre mentir sur toi leurs bouches folles
Sans mentir toi-même d'un mot.
Si tu peux rester digne en étant populaire,
Si tu peux rester peuple en conseillant les rois
Et si tu peux aimer tous tes amis en frères
Sans qu'aucun d'eux soit tout pour toi.
Si tu sais méditer, observer et connaître,
Sans jamais devenir sceptique ou destructeur,
Rêver, sans laisser ton rêve être ton maître
Penser, sans n'être qu'un penseur.
Si tu peux être dur sans jamais être en rage,
Si tu peux être brave sans jamais être imprudent,
Si tu peux être bon, si tu sais être sage,
Sans être moral ni pédant.
Si tu peux rencontrer triomphe après défaite
Et recevoir ces deux menteurs d'un même front.
Si tu peux conserver ton courage et ta tête,
Quand tous les autres la perdront.
Alors, les rois, les dieux, la chance et la victoire
Seront à tout jamais tes esclaves soumis,
Et, ce qui vaut mieux que les rois et la gloire,
Tu seras un homme, mon fils.
Rudyard Kipling
Love and Peace for all Beings.
Here is the poem "If" by Rudyard Kipling, in its original English version :
thank you for 'if' Beatrice and the translation Eva. This is much loved in England..
Tu es mon île
Tu es mon île, mon refuge,
Ma citadelle ancrée en mer,
Et quand surgissent les déluges,
Lorsqu'arrivent les jours amers,
Tes bras deviennent sémaphore.
Très vite alors je viens vers toi
Rechercher l'abri de ton corps
Et apaiser tous mes émois.
Comme les jetées dans un port,
Tes bras m'enlacent et me protègent,
Tu es mon île, mon château fort
Mon luxe et mieux, mon privilège.
André Sevain
Love and Peace for all Beings.
"PEACE
NOT WAR
GENEROSITY
NOT GREED
EMPATHY
NOT HATE
CREATIVITY
NOT DESTRUCTION
EVERYBODY
NOT JUST US"
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