February 26, 2011

Fading Love

Faded Valentine rose and faded Polaroid film. A lovely combination.


  1. What Was Said to the Rose

    What was said to the rose that made it open
    was said to me here in my chest.

    What was told the Cypress that made it strong
    and straight, what was

    whispered the jasmine so it is what it is, whatever made sugarcane sweet, whatever

    was said to the inhabitants of the town of Chigil in Turkestan that makes them

    so handsome, whatever lets the pomegranate flower blushlike a human face, that is

    being said to me now. I blush. Whatever put eloquence in language, that's happening here.

    The great warehouse doors open; I fill with gratitude,chewing a piece of sugarcane,

    in love with the one to whom every that belongs!

    Poem by Jalaluddin Rumi,
    translation ©2005 — Coleman Barks

  2. I feel renewed glimpsing the world through your eyes and lens... with love from Chiang Mai

  3. What lovely and heartfelt notes to find along with my little photos. Many thanks, Faith and Marike.