We are bathing in mystery and confusion on many subjects and I think that will always be our destiny. The universe will always be much richer than our ability to understand it.Carl Sagan
The amazing poem, that flew to space on the Orion spacecraft…
Maya Angelou's poem “A Brave and Startling Truth” was dedicated by the poet (April 4, 1928–May 28, 2014) to “the hope for peace, which lies, sometimes hidden, in every heart.” She composed it for the 50th anniversary of the United Nations in 1995. The second annual Universe in Verse — a celebration of science through poetry,... Continue Reading →
On Children
Kahlil Gibran (1883-1931) And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, Speak to us of Children. And he said: Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they... Continue Reading →
“Όποιος δεν ξέρει…”
Όποιος δεν ξέρει και δεν ξέρει πως δεν ξέρει, είναι τρελός. Απόφυγέ τον. Όποιος δεν ξέρει και ξέρει πως δεν ξέρει, είναι παιδί. Μόρφωσέ το. Όποιος ξέρει και δεν ξέρει πως ξέρει, κοιμάται. Ξύπνα τον. Όποιος ξέρει και ξέρει πως ξέρει, είναι σοφός. Ακολούθησέ τον. Kahlil Gibran, (6 Ιανουαρίου 1883 - 10 Απριλίου 1931) Ο... Continue Reading →
“Μ’ αρέσει άμα σωπαίνεις”, Πάμπλο Νερούδα
Μ' αρέσεις άμα σωπαίνεις, επειδή στέκεις εκεί σαν απουσία κι ενώ μεν απ' τα πέρατα με ακούς, η φωνή μου εμένα δεν σε φτάνει. Μου φαίνεται ακόμα ότι τα μάτια μου σε σκεπάζουν πετώντας κι ότι ένα φιλί, μου φαίνεται, στα χείλη σου τη σφραγίδα του βάνει. Κι όπως τα πράγματα όλα ποτισμένα είναι από... Continue Reading →
Albert Camus (60 years have passed…)
It's already been 60 years since Albert Camus died in a car crash southeast of Paris on January 4, 1960. Driver of the Facel Vega sports car that crashed into a tree, was his publisher Michelle Gallimard. What's tragic is that he had a train ticket on him that he decided not to use, at... Continue Reading →
“Like This”, by Rumi
If anyone asks youhow the perfect satisfactionof all our sexual wantingwill look, lift your faceand say, Like this. When someone mentions the gracefulnessof the nightsky, climb up on the roofand dance and say, Like this. If anyone wants to know what “spirit” is,or what “God’s fragrance” means,lean your head toward him or her.Keep your face... Continue Reading →
“When I Too Long Have Looked Upon Your Face” by Edna St. Vincent Millay.
When I too long have looked upon your face,Wherein for me a brightness unobscuredSave by the mists of brightness has its place,And terrible beauty not to be endured,I turn away reluctant from your light,And stand irresolute, a mind undone,A silly, dazzled thing deprived of sightFrom having looked too long upon the sun.Then is my daily... Continue Reading →
“The Guest House”, by Jalaluddin Rumi
Translated by Coleman Barks This being human is a guest house.Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness,some momentary awareness comesas an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all!Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,who violently sweep your houseempty of its furniture,still, treat each guest honorably.He may be clearing you outfor some... Continue Reading →
“When I’m with you we stay up all night” Rumi
When I'm with you we stay up all night When you are not here, I can't go to sleep Praise God for these two Insomnias! And the difference between them. The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing How blind that was— Lovers don't finally meet somewhere They... Continue Reading →
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