“Nu-i singur Iuda vinovat” – Costache Ioanid

“Nu-i singur Iuda vinovat
de sângele ce se dădu.
Nici marii preoţi, nici Pilat,
ci lumea-ntreagă, prin păcat!
Şi eu, şi tu…

Nu drumul greu spre Golgota,
nici biciul, când Isus căzu.
Şi dacă crucea grea era,
povara noastră şi mai grea!
Şi eu, şi tu…

Nu patru cuie L-au pătruns,
când El pe cruce se-aşternu.
Ci noi, cu sufletul ascuns,
cu mii de patimi L-am străpuns!
Şi eu, şi tu…

Nu doar bătrânii cărturari,
nu doar mai marii preoţi, nu!
Şi noi am râs, cu ochii murdari,
şi noi suntem cei doi tâlhari!
Şi eu, şi tu…

Şi nu ostaşilor prin sorţi
cămaşa albă Şi-o dădu.
Ci tuturor! Dar tu n-o porţi!
Şi, fără ea, toţi suntem morţi!
Şi eu, şi tu…

Nu doar în stânci, sub lilieci,
nu doar sub lespede zăcu.
Ci L-am ascuns ca pentru veci
sub piatra unor forme reci,
Şi eu, şi tu…

Şi-acum Isus cel condamnat
azi El te-ntreabă :”Da sau nu ?
Eşti tu sau nu eşti vinovat?”
Eu am spus da! Şi-am fost iertat.
Eu am spus da.
Dar tu ? Dar tu?…”

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“Îmbrăţişare”

Imagine

Lumina Universului îmbrăţişând deşertul
Prea multor rătăciri în suflete-nchistate,
Îmi spulberă cu voia-mi a patimii bătaie
Şi-mi dăruie pe astre o tainică cetate.
***

Din lacrima Iubirii zideşte împăcarea
Îmbrăţişarea caldă-n rupestrele altare;
Un ultim gest de pace ce-nvinge remuşcarea
Iar zborul lin de  îngeri  îl face neuitare.
***

Cu fulgi de nea pe pleoape sau arşiţă de vară,
Acelaşi Christ rămâne plângând lângă trădare,
Iertând-o, o preschimbă în perle şi-o presară
Pe fruntea nemuririi, pe-a crucii-mbraţişare…

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(https://simonaprill.com/2015/03/11/imbratisare-2/)

Fie ca sfanta sarbatoare a Invierii Domnului sa va aduca cele patru taine divine: incredere, lumina, iubire, speranta. Un Paste Fericit!

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Binar

While there is life, there is hope!

Clădesc din panza aurorii
Un metafizic curcubeu
Să-mi fiu stăpân în propriul eu
Şi zbaterea s-o simt mereu
Sub flacăra mirării.
***
Idei binare să combin
Când lupt sub flori de trandafiri
Cu gheara rece din priviri;
Iar tot zâmbind unei simţiri
Rupestru să suspin.
***
Lumina vrând ocol să-mi dea,
Îmi duc din greu războiul;
Dar văd pe chip noroiul
Şi-n inimă-mi simt sloiul
Singurătăţii ce mă vrea.
***
Şi-n toate astea îmi adun
Un strop de fericire
Ce-o izvoresc din mine
S-o am aici de rău şi bine:
O perlă-ntr-un cătun.
***
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Pe-un petec de dor

While there is life, there is hope!

Pe-un petec de dor
Tu păşeşti rătăcind
Prin umbre ce vor
Să ne-ntoarcă din timp.
***
 
Pe-un petec de dor
Din tăceri schimbi un vis
În vreme de zbor
Spre un alt anotimp.
***
 
Pe-un petec de dor
Tâmpla-mi pun lăcrimând
Să văd vis şi nor
De noapte fugind.
***
 
Preschimb într-un gând
Imposibilul zbor
Să-l am legământ
Pe un petec de dor.
***
 
Voind scriu în astre
Şi-mi ţes un covor
Din vise măiastre
Pe-un petec de dor…
***
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foto: Laurentiu Botezat

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Abstract

Abstract art has come into being as a necessary expression of the feelings and thoughts of our age; it has added new dimensions to creative painting.  – Leonard Brooks

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Kings Mill Reservoir, Sutton in Ashfield, UK

 

We are all hungry and thirsty for concrete images. Abstract art will have been good for one thing: to restore its exact virginity to figurative art. – Salvador Dali 

 

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Quarry Lane, Mansfield, UK

You can’t look at abstract art without thinking.  Patricia Cole- Ferullo 

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Quarry Lane, Mansfield, UK

 

Abstraction is an esoteric language.- Eric Fischl  

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Bucharest, Romania

Abstract art is a fundamental distrust of the theory of reality concocted by the eyes.  Robert Brault 

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Vicar Water Country Park, Clipstone, UK

Abstract Art… is part of the constant change and vital searching that energizes every true art.-  Leonard Brooks 

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Nottingham, UK

By object is meant some element in the complex whole that is defined in abstraction from the whole of which it is a distinction.- John Dewey 

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Bucharest, Romania

In every landscape should reside jewels of abstract art waiting to be discovered. – Melissa Brown

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Nottingham, UK

In the process of making a painting in an abstract way, the painter is in search of a reality. Not one of realistic objects, but of the complete end result. The painting is experienced as a whole, and must evoke in the painter the absolute conviction that this is how it should be and no other way. – Paul Burlin 

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Crooked Spire Church, Chesterfield, UK

The abstract nature of reality is the source of beauty.- William DeRaymond 

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Pakistan Monument, Islamabad, Pakistan

The longer you look at an object, the more abstract it becomes and, ironically, the more real. – Lucian Freud 

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Bucharest, Romania

We commonly call it abstraction, when now it is really nothing more than extrapolation. And yet it goes on.  John Gargano 

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Deva, Romania

Live your beautiful life! 

While there is life, there is hope! 

Weekly photo challenge: Abstract

“My only solace”

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My only solace are my tales
That wind brought to me in my dreams.
It drew pretty smiles on my face
And dug it so deep through the means.
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My only solace are my tales
Which call me to reach on the night
The beauty of stars, the rhythm of the dance
Of angels while singing behind of the sight.
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My only solace are my tales
That asked me embracing the light.
While faith overcoming the power of fake
Regard me on mornings and hug me so tight.

 

( https://simonaprill.com/2015/02/25/my-only-solace-2/ )

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Live your beautiful life! 

While there is life, there is hope! 

Weekly photo challenge: Abstract

Rising above the clouds

Rising about the clouds, when my time messages  me about  abstract eyes of wishing, dreaming, hoping… My favorite one is falling so deep in love with the maths idea… where everything seems to get a logic and everything could dance  on abstract clouds  of think… 

Rising about the clouds when time passes our struggle… feeling like the high mountains which win through the space…out of pressure … free to hug the liberty… 

At the border of ideas I have met myself looking for my liberty…rising about the clouds… at the peeks of my thinking. As the high mountains.

 

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Altitude around 10670 m

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Live your beautiful life! 

While there is life, there is hope! 

Weekly photo challenge: Abstract 

Wollaton Hall

 

Wollaton Hall is a spectacular Elizabethan mansion in the heart of Nottingham.

 

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Wollaton is a classic  prodigy house,  “the architectural sensation of its age”, though its builder was not a leading courtier and its construction stretched the resources he mainly obtained from  coalming; the original family home was at the bottom of the hill. Though much re-modelled inside, the “startlingly bold” exterior remains largely intact.

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Wollaton Hall  was designed by Robert Smythson and built by Sir Francis Willoughby between 1580 and 1588 for his family. Now a prominent Grade One listed building, the stunning Hall houses the city’s Natural History Museum along with reconstructed room settings.

The building consists of a central block dominated by a hall three storeys high, with a stone screen at one end and galleries at either end, with the “Prospect Room” above that. From this there are extensive views of the park and surrounding country. There are towers at each corner, projecting out from this top floor. At each corner of the house is a square pavilion of three storeys, with decorative features rising above the roof line. Much of the basement storey is cut from the rock the house sits on.

 

Standing on a natural hill three miles west of Nottingham City Centre, Wollaton Hall is set in five hundred acres of spectacular gardens and parkland. The hall was used as the setting for Wayne Manor in the 2012 Batman film, Dark Knight Rises.

The surrounding parkland has a herd of deer, and is regularly used for large-scale outdoor events  such as rock concerts, sporting events and festivals.

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Live your beautiful Life!

While there is life, there is hope! 

Wollaton Park

 

 

 

Wollaton   Park is one of the most famous and popular attraction of Nottingham. 

It is also fantastic for wildlife. With woodland, wetland and grassland over a large area. It is designates as a Local Wildlife Site. 

 

Wollaton Park spans 500 acres of spectacular gardens and parkland and is a haven for wildlife, including herds of red and fallow deer which are free to roam in their natural habitat. 

 

 

The formal gardens provide the perfect spot to sit and relax. There is also a small walled botanic garden which has been developed and cared for by volunteers from the Nottingham branch of the Hardy Plant Society since the early 1980’s. 

 

Live your beautiful Life!

While there is life, there is hope! 

Dinnertime

 “Never argue at the dinner table, for the one who is not hungry always gets the best of the argument.” –  Richard Whately

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“Strange to see how a good dinner and feasting reconciles everybody.” – Samuel Pepys 

“Except for cases that clearly involve a homicidal maniac, the police like to believe murders are committed by those we know and love, and most of the time they’re right – a chilling thought when you sit down to dinner with a family of five. All those potential killers passing their plates.” – Sue Grafton 

“There are times when wisdom cannot be found in the chambers of parliament or the halls of academia but at the unpretentious setting of the kitchen table.” – E.A Bucchianeri 

“… food is not simply organic fuel to keep body and soul together, it is a perishable art that must be savoured at the peak of perfection.” – E.A Bucchianeri

 

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In  response to the Daily Post-  Weekly Photo Challenge : Dinnertime