Butterfly trail of light-feathered child.

The road is long, and lonely too.

Hardly another traveler seen around. The sunshine hour!

The time of life to ride free. Each step free of burden of thoughts, just a lesson that is picked up a moment ago

adding zest to the art of walking.

Carrying a bouquet of silence from the plains,

the child has freshly learnt

that vastness need not stun a flower of wilderness.

Carry the blessings, O child of light!

Sushama Karnik.

Thank you Daniele for the image. It made my day.

Daniele Chany

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La solitude nous amène vers la plus simple lumière : nous ne connaîtrons jamais d'autre perfection que celle du manque. Nous n'éprouverons jamais d'autre plénitude que celle du vide, et l'amour qui nous dépouille de tout est celui qui nous prodigue le plus.

Christian Bobin (Lettres d'or)

Loneliness brings us to the simplest light: we will never know any other perfection than that of lack. We shall never experience fullness other than emptiness, and the love that deprives us of everything is the love that produces us the most.

Christian Bobin (Lettres d'or)

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