happy holidays...

for tracey

The Lily

The modest Rose puts forth a thorn,
The humble sheep a threat'ning horn:
While the Lily white shall in love delight,
Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright.

William Blake

*for tracey~ for being such a dear friend ~ have a beautiful holiday!

image source:lily by john basus on flickr

dandelion wishes

~ Dandelion Wishes ~

The child within wishes to play
She dreams dreamily of another day

A time when wishes were blown in the wind
On dandelion seeds
Of white and green

Green being her favorite color
To her the color of joy

Spreading its charm
Across the canvas
In her magical landscape

Painted with the hands
Of an artist past

An artist her soul knows
As if knowing herself

She dreams dreamily
Of another day

On dandelion wishes...

~~ Calli 2008

This is another one from early 2008.

image source: dandelions by ewa

Love's fair story

Love’s fair story
Desirous of all
Plain and simple
Longed for love
Love is to be held
Within this love Song

Held at night
Within a dream
You held me tight
You pulled me close
We slow danced
While the angels played our song

So close
I felt enfolded within Such love
Such beauty
Such grace

A safeness
A security
I have not known

You pulled me to your chest
You slipped your arms around me tightly
In a sheltered embracing light
Filled with love

Words cannot describe
The beauty in that moment

You touched me!
You touched my soul!

The want
The need

Was finally
Satisfied

~ Calli ~ a dream inspired this very early in 2008

image source: The Lovers by ~Muirin007@deviantart.com

technicolor dream...

prayers answered
bliss; my souls longed for adventure.
each time I think of you
butterflies release and encapsulate me within their flight
reaching destinations
fated by love alone

take me deeper and deeper still
into these blissful moments

let me live this Technicolor dream

~ Calli © 2008

image source: pure love by frida Vl on deviantart.com

becoming one

When love is accompanied with deep intimacy,
it raises us to the highest level of human experience.
In this exalted space, we can surrender our egos, become
vulnerable and know levels of joy and well-being unique
among life experiences. We attain a glimpse of the rapture
that can be ours. Boundaries are blurred, there are no
limitations and we rejoice in union. We become one and,
at the same time, both.

Leo Buscaglia

image source: pamela hanson photography

remember when it rained

Josh Groban

"Remember When It Rained"

Wash away the thoughts inside
That keep my mind away from you.
No more love and no more pride
And thoughts are all I have to do.

Ohhhhhh Remember when it rained.
Felt the ground and looked up high
And called your name.
Ohhhhhh Remember when it rained.
In the darkness I remain.

Tears of hope run down my skin.
Tears for you that will not dry.
They magnify the one within
And let the outside slowly die.

Ohhhhhh Remember when it rained.
I felt the ground and looked up high
And called your name.
Ohhhhhh Remember when it rained.
In the water I remain
Running down
Running down
Running down
Running down
Running down
Running down
Running down

* This is a song that he himself wrote...and which could only be as powerful as when he sings it! You can find it on my playlist below.
[ www.azlyrics.com ]


image source: photo by Jazzy D

the good morrow...

The Good Morrow

My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest,
Where can we find two better hemispheres
Without sharp North, without declining West?
Whatever dies, was not mixed equally; If our two loves be one,
or thou and I Love so alike, that none can slacken, none can die.

John Donne (1572 - 1631)


* Utterly beautiful!
Image source: 'promise' by blank studio.com

"the prayer" sung by my two favorite voices...oh, I love this Live 2008 version...

naked truth

Paul Éluard
(1895-1952)
Capitale de la douleur

The camera "reads" this poem in the film "Alphaville", directed by Jean-Luc Godard

Nudité de la vérité
«Je le sais bien»

Le désespoir n'a pas d'ailes,
L'amour non plus,
Pas de visage,
Ne parlent pas,
Je ne bouge pas,
Je ne les regarde pas,

Je ne leur parle pas
Mais je suis bien aussi vivant que mon amour
[et que mon désespoir.]


Naked Truth
«I know it well»

Despair has no wings
nor does love
no faces;
they don't speak
I do not move
I don't look at them

I don't speak to them
but I am as alive as my love and despair.



*I have not seen the film "Alphaville," nor translated this poem, but I do love to place them side by side when I can as it makes the poetry and the meaning behind those words so much more beautiful.

~Calli

One More Time - Laura Pausini

This is a hauntingly beautiful song written by Richard Marx. From the 'Message In A Bottle' soundtrack...sung by Laura Pausini --You can listen to this song on my playlist at the bottom of my page or visit the youtube link below...


http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=oPPyAAQ7XMc


Nothing I must do
Nowhere I should be
No one in my life
To answer to but me
No more candlelight
No more purple skies
No one to be near
As my heart slowly dies
If I could hold you one more time
like in the days when you where mine
I'd look at you 'till I was blind
So you would stay
I'd say a prayer each time you'd smile
Cradle the moments like a child
I'd stop the world if only I
Could hold you one more time
(hmmmmmm)
I've memorized your face
I know your touch by heart
Still lost in your embrace
I'd dream of where you are
(music break)
(hmmm)
If I could hold you one more time
Like in the days when you were mine
I'd look at you 'till I was blind
So you would stay
I'd say a prayer each time you'd smile
Cradle the moments like a child
I'd stop the world if only I
Could hold you one more time
One more time

Image source: from the youtube video

a tear and a smile

A Tear And A Smile

I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart
For the joys of the multitude.
And I would not have the tears that sadness makes
To flow from my every part turn into laughter.

I would that my life remain a tear and a smile.

A tear to purify my heart and give me understanding
Of life's secrets and hidden things.
A smile to draw me nigh to the sons of my kind and
To be a symbol of my glorification of the gods.

A tear to unite me with those of broken heart;
A smile to be a sign of my joy in existence.

I would rather that I died in yearning and longing than that I live Weary and despairing.

I want the hunger for love and beauty to be in the
Depths of my spirit, for I have seen those who are
Satisfied the most wretched of people.
I have heard the sigh of those in yearning and Longing, and it is sweeter than the sweetest melody.

With evening's coming the flower folds her petals
And sleeps, embracing her longing.
At morning's approach she opens her lips to meet
The sun's kiss.

The life of a flower is longing and fulfillment.
A tear and a smile.

The waters of the sea become vapor and rise and come
Together and area cloud.

And the cloud floats above the hills and valleys
Until it meets the gentle breeze, then falls weeping
To the fields and joins with brooks and rivers to Return to the sea, its home.

The life of clouds is a parting and a meeting.
A tear and a smile.

And so does the spirit become separated from
The greater spirit to move in the world of matter
And pass as a cloud over the mountain of sorrow
And the plains of joy to meet the breeze of death
And return whence it came.

To the ocean of Love and Beauty----to God.

~Khalil Gibran

*I adore this poem and could have highlighted much more of it, but chose those lines that are most significant to me...Khalil Gibran was gifted beyond mere words and he had such a deep understanding that life consists of both beauty and sorrow and these emotions of joy and sorrow should be embraced, truly"felt," and not forgotten.
~Calli

image source: belongstoserena - sorry,this is the only name on the file of photo...

Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day

Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
by Pablo Neruda

Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,

because in that moment you'll have gone so far
I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?


Spanish translation:
No apagarse Lejos, No uniforme Por Un Día
by Pablo Neruda

No apagarse lejos, no uniforme por un día, porque -- porque -- no sé
decirlo: un día es largo y le esperaré, como en una estación vacía
cuando los trenes se parquean apagado en alguna parte, dormida.

No dejarme, uniforme por una hora, porque entonces las pequeñas gotas
de la angustia todos funcionados juntos, el humo que vaga buscando
un hogar mandilará en mí, estrangulando mi corazón perdido.

El Oh, puede su silueta nunca disolver en la playa; pueden sus
párpados nunca agitan en la distancia vacía. No dejarme por un
segundo, mi más querido,

¿porque en ese momento usted habrá entrado hasta ahora yo vagará
mazily el excedente toda la tierra, pidiendo, usted se volverá?
¿Usted me dejará aquí, muriendo?

Image source: http://midnightstouch.deviantart.com/art/He-Will-Return-35810957

blissful thoughts...

Holding onto those blissful thoughts of you dear heart
That pass through me like a graceful
Morning mist, which finds its way through hilltops
Misted with hints of blue and grey

Blissful thoughts that take hold
And set my heart aflutter
Placing a glow upon my cheeks, so pale

I can barely breathe
While taking in these visions of you!
Incredibly colorful, incredibly true

Bring your heart
Let it rest upon mine…

Kiss me
With the voice of your being...

Let me come to know you, slowly...
As we savor each ‘blessed’ moment together

Oh, and each time
You press your hands to mine-

Life and love become Sublime!

~Calli © 2008

pieces of my heart...

Pieces of my heart
Just lie there on the floor
Like shards of glass
Displaced, Forgotten
Uncolored, darkened by debris
Left to be swept up
By whom?
By what?

Or to simply collect ashes and dust
To be forgotten
To be dismissed
To be - To be NOTHING
Discarded - Destroyed
Unrecognizable
To whom?
To what?

~Calli © 2008

image source: The_Path_of_Broken_Glass by shadowfax3612@photobucket.com

On angel's wings and a prayer...

You held your arms close to your waist
When all I wanted to do was to take
Your ringless hand in mine and hold it tight

Our eyes met, and as you lowered yours
I thought "You're a shy one,"
Yet I felt your secret desires
The very same as mine

Though I also sensed a sadness,
As if your heart is caught up in something

Or are you as free as I need you to be?

My heart has been calling out to you My Angel
For such a long time
Always aware
Always waiting your arrival
On angel's wings and a prayer
You are here!

Knowing
Always knowing
That it was just a matter of time...

And just a matter of time before I make you mine!

~Calli © 2008

image source: Angel 11 by cristinaacosta65@photobucket.com

become the alchemist

Emotions untamed by your angelic ways
Emotions tangled, twisted and torn

You are my cure! my angel! my love!

Become the alchemist- turn my lead heart to gold
With your love and purest passion

Heal me with your kiss
Hold me, until together
We reach Bliss.

~Calli © 2008