A very magic & spiritual moment today, once in a blue moon a gathering of hundreds of thousands of fish come to the center of Waimea bay (NS Hawaii)
we were able to somewhat capture it but the photos do it no justice being submerged by so many fish deep down at the bottom of the bay was nothing less then magic….
so blessed to experience that..
Winter is for women —
The woman, still at her knitting,
At the cradle of Spanish walnut,
Her body a bulb in the cold and too dumb to think.
Will the hive survive, will the gladiolas
Succeed in banking their fires
To enter another year?
What will they taste of, the Christmas roses?
The bees are flying. They taste the spring.
Prends garde on va te prendre ton manteau
Ton lit le tuteur de tes nuits
Ton manteau et ton lit
Tes prairies blondes et la lueur
Des lèvre que tu aimes
On va t’enlever cette assurance ces ressources
Qui te donnent des ailes
Même t’es belles larmes
Au pays des figures humaines
On s’apprête à briser ta statue ridicule