birches

as if it has snowed

in midsummer

The art of art,

the glory of expression

and the sunshine of the light of letters,

is simplicity.

Walt Whitman

I adore simple pleasures.

They are the last refuge of the complex.

Oscar Wilde

Staring out

The sky is blue

A beautiful site

That comes into gaze

The sun starts setting

The sky is ablaze

A myriad of colors

Comes into sight

The horizon is glowing

I don't want the night

To come so quickly

omgitsvicko123

Joy is not just a feeling or emotion

Joy is the pleasure of life

Life in itself cannot be life without Joy

Life is hard, but Joy can overcome

Joy gives you wings to live another day

-

Taken from Joy by Jake Erkens

My eyes closed

feeling the sun going down

hearing the kittens playing

Now my eyes closed tight

for a little nap time

Here at the top of the world
feeling alright
here at the top of the world
doing just fine
here at the top of the world
looking around
Feeling on top of the world

The shiny light shaking upon the water
the mild sound of tapping waves against the shore

The plane of the water is like a page

on which a poem is written by a little boat

and erased again by time

In the world of illusions,

everybody is putting on a mask.

As we enjoy the world of illusions,

we end up being an illusion ourselves.

We try to preserve the illusion,

in the end we loose ourselves in its delusion.

In the confusion and chaos of life,

we loose trace of what we are.

Take off your mask,

have a closer look at your self.

Accept yourself the way you are.

A cow in a meadow shakes her bell

And the notes cut sharp through the air,

A sound that echoes in the mountains

And disappears in the low-hanging clouds.

Sunshine falls in shafts of light through the trees,
paints strokes of light and shadow on the fallen leaves.
Impressionists wanted to capture with color
this effect of light and the atmosphere of the moment.
I am impressed by both, nature and artist.

As I sit by the lake,

the world looks so beautiful

As I gaze into the water,

the world seems so peaceful

As I look at the reflections

the world appears like a dream.

Tropical

The Elegance of Nature

Squares in my garden

My garden in a square

A circle

full of life

The circle of life

of a life in a circle

The horizon lights up

Swirls of pink and orange

Fading to blue and purple

Each evening different

No two exactly alike

Something never to return:

A sunset

Based on a poem by Jessica Millsaps

a fairy tale

...

that's what he was thinking too!

I have a little shadow that goes in and out with me,

And what can be the use of him is more than I can see.

He is very, very like me from the heels up to the head;

And I see him walk before me, when I walk into my garden.

Based on the poem 'My shadow' by Louis Stevenson

Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes

Shall shine the holy glimmers of happiness.

Based on a few lines from the poem 'Anthem for doomed youth' by Wilfred Owen

Sunset

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through a hole in a fence

Moon
Pale white and sparkling with grace

She scans the surface of my table

Reflecting her cold light in raindrops

fallen down from disappeared clouds

above Earth

A picture come to life:

a flower fairy

and a rainbow of flowers,

she brings gladness

and a flood of colors.

I'm hanging by a thread

Between my past and my future

I try my best to hang on

It’s not that I want to leave

But sometimes I dream

to break free of this thread

and escape from my past and my future

Purple flowers put me in a trance

I wish I could escape to a Purple Paradise

above me, blue sky and white clouds,

make me create a world of fantasy

beside of me, dark forest and green leaves,
make me yearn for mystery
under me, green earth and familiar grounds,
make me appreciate security

A cornfield on the side of me
is reflected by bright light in

shades of green

Another painting by master Nature

All truly great thoughts

are conceived by walking.

Friedrich Nietzsche

In the green, green forest

so green, luscious green

so green after the rain

so bright green and alive

into that green, green world

I walk just to see green

the beauty of the colour green!

The day ends in this soft light,

the sun leaves behind pink clouds,
the final moments of a day of joy.
Soft waves in pink and purple,

waiting for a swan moving in slow-motion,

white feathered statue painted in soft pink.

Reaching, reaching to the sky

Climbing high towards the sun

Beauty upward into heaven

Your eyes are colourfull mirrors
how I love to look at them
The worlds there within, magnetize
how my soul is touched by them

These eyes are filled with live

how my heart is captured by them

A mother's love

is instinctual and unconditional.
It is something that seems so naturally.
There is a warm understanding.
And wonderful gentleness, too.
Mothers watch over their children so

tenderly.

It is time to rise

and start a new day.

Good morning sunshine,
keep shining bright.

You make me happy,

can't you see.

Just a moment of happiness

When you breathe in you’ll lift

like a balloon

and your heart is light too & huge,

beating with pure joy, pure helium.

The sun’s white winds blow through you,

there’s nothing above you,

you see the earth now as an oval jewel,

radiant & seablue with love.

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Margaret Atwood, part of the poem 'Flying Inside Your Own Body'

We can see it in your face,

that clean astonished gaze,

as if you are amazed,

how people do behave.

On the edge of a chilly lake,

in that pleasant light of spring,

a swan's nest among the reeds,

a swan caring for her eggs.

Of course the swan is so elegant,

with feathers of purest white,

but the beauty of the moment,

lies in her silence and her pride.

Just watching the world go slowly by,
full of honest pleasure is her life.

Enchanted by such view
overwhelmed by her majesty
I can only deepen further more
my lifelong love for nature

Come and have a look

at our beautiful memories

Pollard willows standing in a row,
they seem to march so disciplined.
All kind of weeds growing on their path,
they look so lush and green.

Leggy trees forming a green shade,

they try to reach the blue sky.

Beauty and the beast

I am living in my own private world, fluffy and soft

I ensconce myself against her fur, warm and cosy

I am sucking my mothers milk, tasty and nutritious

I am waiting for things to come.

Even the littlest kitten is a work of art

Leonardo da Vinci

The flowers are blue,

the sky is looking blue,

but I'm not feeling blue...

Dark clouds hanging over my head,

it's hard to look through their thickness.

My eyes searching for a brighter sky,

it's promising to see a star shining so clear.

Dark clouds no longer blocking the light,

it's possible to see clearly now.

Let's walk in the light.

That green eyes, yeah the spotlight shines upon you

And how could anybody deny you

That green eyes, you're the one that I wanted to find

And anyone who tried to deny you,

must be out of their mind

(taken from the song 'Green Eyes' by Coldplay)

Nature paints a picture of Joy,

Nature brings to Man

a constantly changing work of Art.

The power of life

is a curious thing,

It's strong and it's sudden,

It's the power that makes the world go round

I'm gonna be a mighty king,

Like no king was before

I'm brushing up on looking down,

I'm standing in the spotlight!

(taken from the lyrics of 'I just can't wait to be king' by Tim Rice
from the music of 'The Lion King')