In Nether Edge..
in Sheffield,
North England
November 2007
piątek, 31 października 2008
wtorek, 28 października 2008
A w dali.... a poem by myself o szczesliwosci
A w dali.....
Nieskonczenie daleko moje mysli
odbiegaja w dal,
by zlapac kazdy koniec dnia
i przyciagnac tak blisko
do serca aby
uczucie zadowolenia
trwalo i mozna czuc sie szczesliwym wewnetrznie.
Gdyz szczesliwosc zewnetrzna
bywa czesto pozorowana,
zaklocajac "nieszczesliwosc" wewnetrzna,
dajac jej wyraz w spolecznej komorce,
zaglebiamy sie w swoiste
niedomowienia naszych potrzeb i oczekiwan.
C.d. nastapi niebawem
copyright© mirellium, 13.09.20008 Stary Sacz
Nieskonczenie daleko moje mysli
odbiegaja w dal,
by zlapac kazdy koniec dnia
i przyciagnac tak blisko
do serca aby
uczucie zadowolenia
trwalo i mozna czuc sie szczesliwym wewnetrznie.
Gdyz szczesliwosc zewnetrzna
bywa czesto pozorowana,
zaklocajac "nieszczesliwosc" wewnetrzna,
dajac jej wyraz w spolecznej komorce,
zaglebiamy sie w swoiste
niedomowienia naszych potrzeb i oczekiwan.
C.d. nastapi niebawem
copyright© mirellium, 13.09.20008 Stary Sacz
wtorek, 21 października 2008
Drzewko nadziei- THE TREE OF HOPE- a poem by myself
Drzewko
Drzewko nadziei.
Utulone jesiennym szalem
z roznokolorowych lisci
usypia to drzewko
w poszukiwaniu
nocnych podmuchow
wiatru na jej sterczacych wokol
galazkach.
Dretwieje w pol,
ale to tylko w mrozne poranki,
by w blasku jesiennego slonca
nastroszyc swe listki
i ogrzac sie
choc na chwilke.
Rozmarzona ale i zatroskana
o swe wciaz opadajace liscie,
snuje plany wiosenne,
gdy znow radosnie
zielone swe liscie rozwieje
jak i wiosna i my i drzewko to ma nadzieje.
written by mirellium, copyrights by mirellium, October 2008
THE TREE OF HOPE.
CLAD IN THE AUTUMN SHAWL
FROM COLOURFUL LEAVES
THIS TREE SLOWY SLEEPS
IN SEARCH OF NIGHT WIND BREEZES
IN HER PROTRUDING EVERYWHERE
BRANCHES.
SHIVERS DOWN HER SPINE IN HALF,
BUT ONLY DURING FROSTY MORNINGS,
SO AS TO SPREAD OUT ITS LEAVES
AND WARM HERSELF
AT LEAST FOR A MOMENT.
BEING DREAM-LIKE BUT ALSO A BIT WORRIED
ABOUT THE LEAVES STILL FALLING DOWN,
PONDERS ABOUT HER SPRING PLANS,
WHEN AGAIN FULL OF JOY
HER GREEN LEAVES WILL BE BLOWN AWAY.
AS A SPRING, WE AND THIS TREE HAVE THE HOPE.
copyright© mirellium, October 2008
Drzewko nadziei.Utulone jesiennym szalem
z roznokolorowych lisci
usypia to drzewko
w poszukiwaniu
nocnych podmuchow
wiatru na jej sterczacych wokol
galazkach.
Dretwieje w pol,
ale to tylko w mrozne poranki,
by w blasku jesiennego slonca
nastroszyc swe listki
i ogrzac sie
choc na chwilke.
Rozmarzona ale i zatroskana
o swe wciaz opadajace liscie,
snuje plany wiosenne,
gdy znow radosnie
zielone swe liscie rozwieje
jak i wiosna i my i drzewko to ma nadzieje.
written by mirellium, copyrights by mirellium, October 2008
THE TREE OF HOPE.
CLAD IN THE AUTUMN SHAWL
FROM COLOURFUL LEAVES
THIS TREE SLOWY SLEEPS
IN SEARCH OF NIGHT WIND BREEZES
IN HER PROTRUDING EVERYWHERE
BRANCHES.
SHIVERS DOWN HER SPINE IN HALF,
BUT ONLY DURING FROSTY MORNINGS,
SO AS TO SPREAD OUT ITS LEAVES
AND WARM HERSELF
AT LEAST FOR A MOMENT.
BEING DREAM-LIKE BUT ALSO A BIT WORRIED
ABOUT THE LEAVES STILL FALLING DOWN,
PONDERS ABOUT HER SPRING PLANS,
WHEN AGAIN FULL OF JOY
HER GREEN LEAVES WILL BE BLOWN AWAY.
AS A SPRING, WE AND THIS TREE HAVE THE HOPE.
copyright© mirellium, October 2008
sobota, 18 października 2008
czwartek, 16 października 2008
ARMAND E. - always inspiring
Armand E. - always inspiring. Armand is also SMART in both meanings of this word.Thanks for the inspirational thoughts whilst I was in England last year.
ku pamieci Adasia - te magiczne 30 lat
Ku pamieci Adasia ..
O para ....prawdach.
Mimo, ze odeszles
i tak z biegiem lat
pamiec o Tobie bedzie
wiecznie trwac
wsrod naszych umyslow
" parapsychologicznych prawd".
Gdy ruszyles w ta podroz
niby nieznana dla nas,
Wiedziales juz dobrze
i ze na nas nadejdzie ten czas.
I my czekajac dojrzewamy
by Twoj umysl ogarnac,
Nielatwa to sprawa,
ale kazdy dzien uczy nas by doznac
wszechistniejacych wokol
" parapsychologicznych prawd".
Do zobaczenia na spotakaniu
naszych obopolnych mysli Adasiu!
copyright ©mirellium: 16 .10.2008
O para ....prawdach.
Mimo, ze odeszles
i tak z biegiem lat
pamiec o Tobie bedzie
wiecznie trwac
wsrod naszych umyslow
" parapsychologicznych prawd".
Gdy ruszyles w ta podroz
niby nieznana dla nas,
Wiedziales juz dobrze
i ze na nas nadejdzie ten czas.
I my czekajac dojrzewamy
by Twoj umysl ogarnac,
Nielatwa to sprawa,
ale kazdy dzien uczy nas by doznac
wszechistniejacych wokol
" parapsychologicznych prawd".
Do zobaczenia na spotakaniu
naszych obopolnych mysli Adasiu!
copyright ©mirellium: 16 .10.2008
środa, 15 października 2008
Race of life- a poem by myself- part 2 -revisited and revised- a correct version now
Race of life as revisited and revised from the original version - 18May 2007- is dedicated to my mentor - JPII on the 30th anniversary of his papacy and my birth year.
Race of life is unbelievably surprising
every day one finds something
exceptional and unprecedented
to oneself.
Race of life is searching for
the unknown and infeasible
being caught in one's dreams and intermingled
thinking,
one cannot feel lost at all, but discovers
the truth of the eternity within and rejoices in God.
Race of life may be unbearable only for those
who are not aware of the eternal truths.
Race of life is inconsistently fast but meaningful,
not stupid.
One can feel only happy always.
Race of life is quick but eternal.
Race of life is one moment in time
but this everlasting time.
Race of life is birth and death
and all what is and comes after.
One cannot doubt in it at all.
Race of life is like a circle,
the miracle of God's creation in you.
Race of life is to find something in-between
which makes us eternal from the beginning to the end.
Don't hesitate to look beyond in your endless life
as your life has no borders.
Copyright©Mirella Gurgul-16.10.2008
Race of life is unbelievably surprising
every day one finds something
exceptional and unprecedented
to oneself.
Race of life is searching for
the unknown and infeasible
being caught in one's dreams and intermingled
thinking,
one cannot feel lost at all, but discovers
the truth of the eternity within and rejoices in God.
Race of life may be unbearable only for those
who are not aware of the eternal truths.
Race of life is inconsistently fast but meaningful,
not stupid.
One can feel only happy always.
Race of life is quick but eternal.
Race of life is one moment in time
but this everlasting time.
Race of life is birth and death
and all what is and comes after.
One cannot doubt in it at all.
Race of life is like a circle,
the miracle of God's creation in you.
Race of life is to find something in-between
which makes us eternal from the beginning to the end.
Don't hesitate to look beyond in your endless life
as your life has no borders.
Copyright©Mirella Gurgul-16.10.2008
niedziela, 12 października 2008
grzybobrania czas zaczac....
i takie to grzybki rosly u nas na trawniku, zanim nie zostaly brutalnie skoszone dzien temu.....
such mushrooms were on our lawn just two days ago...
piątek, 10 października 2008
Jenny Jelly - a poem 4m Jenny 4m Sheffield
A poem from Jenny Jelly from Sheffield given in August 2008.
ALL KINDS OF EVERYTHING.....
All kinds of everything
Snowdrops and daffodils, butterflies and bees
Sailboats and fishermen
things of the sea.
Wishing wells,wedding bells,
early morning dew
All kinds of everything remind me of you.....
Seagulls and aeroplanes, things of the sky
Winds that go howling, breezes that sigh
City sights, neon lights, grey skies or blue
All kinds of everything remind me of you.
Summer time, winter time
Spring and autumn too.
Monday, Tuesday, every day
I think of you.
Dances, romances, things of the night
Sunshine and holidays,
postcards to write
Budding trees, autumn leaves,
A snowflake or two
All kinds of everything remind
me of you.....
Summer time, winter time
Spring and autumn too
Seasons will never change
The way that I love you.
Dances, romances, things of the night
Sunshine and holidays,
postcards to write.
Budding trees, autumn leaves,
a snowflake or two.
All kinds of everything remind me of you.
All kinds of everything remind me of you.
Do you know who is the author or the origin of these verses?
ALL KINDS OF EVERYTHING.....
All kinds of everything
Snowdrops and daffodils, butterflies and bees
Sailboats and fishermen
things of the sea.
Wishing wells,wedding bells,
early morning dew
All kinds of everything remind me of you.....
Seagulls and aeroplanes, things of the sky
Winds that go howling, breezes that sigh
City sights, neon lights, grey skies or blue
All kinds of everything remind me of you.
Summer time, winter time
Spring and autumn too.
Monday, Tuesday, every day
I think of you.
Dances, romances, things of the night
Sunshine and holidays,
postcards to write
Budding trees, autumn leaves,
A snowflake or two
All kinds of everything remind
me of you.....
Summer time, winter time
Spring and autumn too
Seasons will never change
The way that I love you.
Dances, romances, things of the night
Sunshine and holidays,
postcards to write.
Budding trees, autumn leaves,
a snowflake or two.
All kinds of everything remind me of you.
All kinds of everything remind me of you.
Do you know who is the author or the origin of these verses?
wtorek, 7 października 2008
Urodziny- AREK Ch. w strone Krakowa
Wszystkiego naj w dniu urodzin dla Arka Chw.
W dniu Mirellii przypadaja i urodziny przyjaciela z Krakowa.
I zycze tego co Ty mi czyli milosci, zdrowia i szczescia.
W dniu Mirellii przypadaja i urodziny przyjaciela z Krakowa.
I zycze tego co Ty mi czyli milosci, zdrowia i szczescia.
jesienne uroki grodu sw. KINGII - Stary Sacz
w grodzie sw. Kingii sw.Elzbiety
Kinga i Ela dbaja o mnie- dziekuje im. Jedna domowa a druga australijska.
niedziela, 5 października 2008
jesienna pora, pazdziernikowa pora....
sobota, 4 października 2008
happy enough....a poem by myself
Happy enough because of......
Sometimes I swear I do not doubt in hope,
sometimes I wonder why?
sometimes I trust in me, how brave one can be
to overcome the pain and all these small sufferings each day
in us, created by our thinking and
underpinned by the reality.
Whenever something bad happens, we tend to withdraw
and hide inside our body,
to survive the battle of our real vision
of all day-to-day actions.
Hopeless as we are, and though pretending to be invincible,
our shame and our fears,
all the anxieties prevail,
our hope conquers all and only love makes
our lives meaningful and happy enough.....
copyright ©mirellium Stary Sącz 04.10.2008
Sometimes I swear I do not doubt in hope,
sometimes I wonder why?
sometimes I trust in me, how brave one can be
to overcome the pain and all these small sufferings each day
in us, created by our thinking and
underpinned by the reality.
Whenever something bad happens, we tend to withdraw
and hide inside our body,
to survive the battle of our real vision
of all day-to-day actions.
Hopeless as we are, and though pretending to be invincible,
our shame and our fears,
all the anxieties prevail,
our hope conquers all and only love makes
our lives meaningful and happy enough.....
copyright ©mirellium Stary Sącz 04.10.2008
in the TOWER OF LONDON- BRON SIE!!!
na bacznosc stan z powaga witaj....
Zolnierze byliby ze mnie zadowoloni;-)
bloto spod kol testuje juz przez nascie lat...
Miejsce : Mogielnica i okolice.
Star number one: Marcin L.
Opracowanie: mirellium
Zdjecia: Marcin L.
Marcin L: Wiesz jaka jest zawsze mysl po takiej glebie????
Mirellium: O Boze, przezylem...
Marcin L:U kazdego wystarczajaco mocno zakreconego rowerzysty?
A rower caly?
i kto chcialby grac w takie klocki?mirellium: oj ja tak bardzo....
czwartek, 2 października 2008
All the treasures of our friendship...
Who finds a faithful friend, finds a treasure.
Chi trova un amico, trova un tesoro.
Quien tiene un amigo, tiene un tesoro.
Wer einen treuen Freund findet, findet einen wahren Schatz.
Celui qui trouve un ami loyal trouve un tresor.
As one Jewish saying claims.....
Chi trova un amico, trova un tesoro.
Quien tiene un amigo, tiene un tesoro.
Wer einen treuen Freund findet, findet einen wahren Schatz.
Celui qui trouve un ami loyal trouve un tresor.
As one Jewish saying claims.....
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