I have no laurels
to sit on
so I’ll count my losses
and carry gold crosses
I will win this war.
“And whoever does not take his cross and follow me is not worthy of me.” Matthew 10:38
” καὶ ὃς οὐ λαμβάνει τὸν σταυρὸν αὐτοῦ καὶ ἀκολουθεῖ ὀπίσω μου, οὐκ ἔστιν μου ἄξιος.” ΚΑΤΑ ΜΑΤΘΑΙΟΝ 10:38
Two frozen black hearts melt in the sun light. They can’t hide in the shadow forever..
Two black hearts
Collide
Αn anger that won’t subside
Cold and dark
As a winters’ night
They fight
The light together
From blue to black
And black to blue
Μay a black heart never trouble you!
‘Better a red face than a black heart’. Portuguese proverb
The Borage plant, found in my garden and other gardens in the meditteranean, for the ancient Greeks, Romans and Celts and even in Medieval times symbolized courage and comfort. The blue flower, also called starflower, is tiny and very hairy, its leaves can be used in salads and the seeds are used to make borage seed oil for many ailments. The blue flower, when dried, is used to make tea as well.
Το φυτό Βόραγο, βρισκετε στον κήπο μου και σε άλλες κήπους στη Μεσόγειο, για τους αρχαίους Έλληνες, οι Ρωμαίοι και οι Κέλτες και ακόμη και στους μεσαιωνικούς χρόνους συμβόλιζε το θάρρος και την άνεση . Το μπλε λουλούδι, που ονομάζεται επίσης ‘starflower’, είναι πολύ μικρό και πολύ τριχωτό, τα φύλλα του μπορούν να χρησιμοποιηθούν σε σαλάτες και οι σπόροι χρησιμοποιούνται για να κάνουν σπορέλαιο μποράγκο για πολλές παθήσεις. Το μπλε λουλούδι, όταν ξηραίνεται, χρησιμοποιείται για να φτιάξετε τσάι.
The beautiful and simple daisy symbolizes purity, chastity, cleanliness. The word daisy comes from the Middle English ‘day’s eye’ because of how the flower opens and closes with the sun. The Greek word for daisy is ‘Margarita’ which is also the feminine name ‘Margaret’ a name used in western culture.
A heart aches
Wrapped by chains
To protect itself from
Indefinite pain
But, it hurt itself with its own protection.
A cocoon hangs from a daffodil.
Spring is approaching and my garden is coming alive again. 🙂
H Άνοιξη πλησιάζει και τον κήπο μου ζωντανέψει και πάλι.
The results of my little photography experiment with ice, outdoor light and a few daisies from the garden.
They say that justice is blind
But I say that lady luck is too
The lady blindly
Hands out her luck
To the coldest
The wickedest
Through and through
Even when the meek begin to despair
The lady laughs
She simply doesn’t care
‘They chased after their dreams’
That is what they say
Yes, and the lady was there to help them on their way.
I know a woman who is
Torn between two lands
Her eyes are closed
Her arms are stretched out
And raised high to the sky
To feel the heat of the sun
But instead she feels the biting of the cold
The glass is never empty or ever full
The bitter and sweet tastes
Will forever remain on her tongue
Her heart is split between two worlds
Two different lives
In two different countries
She is careful not to betray either one
She says she stays in a land that she did not choose
Or did she?
I am probably the only person who loves the rain here in Greece. After it rains, or during the rainfall, if you’re well prepared, you can take really unique shots with your camera. And, I love how water looks in photos, especially in black and white photos.
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