My heart is warm with the friends I make, And better friends I'll not be knowing, Yet there isn't a train I wouldn't take, No matter where it's going. /Edna St. Vincent Millay/
O gentle glitter of eternal beam! With what a such whiteness did it flow, O'erpowering vision in me! But so fair, So passing lovely, Beatrice show'd, Mind cannot follow it, nor words express Her infinite sweetness. [Dante]
Yes, sometimes it can be like that.
ReplyDeleteLovely night-time shot.
Thank you, Mitch :)
DeleteMy heart is warm with the friends I make,
ReplyDeleteAnd better friends I'll not be knowing,
Yet there isn't a train I wouldn't take,
No matter where it's going. /Edna St. Vincent Millay/
So, be brave.
"Yet there isn't a train I wouldn't take,
DeleteNo matter where it's going."
I do admire this inner freedom!
That is so true Sophie. Lovely photo.
ReplyDeleteSo, you know it...:)
DeleteThank you, Shayna
In that one line, Pablo Neruda has summed up all of human existence, or at least a big part of it...
ReplyDeleteLove the photo, Sophie!
Thank you, Belita
DeleteVery magic shot! To never forget.
ReplyDeleteO gentle glitter of eternal beam!
With what a such whiteness did it flow,
O'erpowering vision in me! But so fair,
So passing lovely, Beatrice show'd,
Mind cannot follow it, nor words express
Her infinite sweetness. [Dante]
...is Love as white as Moon?