Merry Christmas

Christmas is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future.

Merry Christmas

 and

Happy New Year

Slowly fade away

And I watch with a breaking heart as you slowly fade away.

 I find myself straining to remember everything about those moments,

 everything about you.

 But soon, always too soon,

 your image vanishes and the fog rolls back to its far away place

 and I am alone again

 and I do not care what others think

 as I bow my head and cry

Gjesteblogger hos Japan Photo

Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving.

 What you have caught on film is captured forever...

 it remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.

-Aaron Siskind-

Er gjesteblogger hos Japan Photo

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Notice me...

Notice me, take my hand

Why are we strangers..

Everytime I try to fly, I fall

Without my wings, I feel so small

I guess I need you

And everytime I see you in my dreams

I see your face, it's haunting me

I guess I need you

At night I pray

That soon your face will fade away

All I want...

for Christmas is

peace of mind

 peace of heart

 and peace of soul



Christmas

Remember,
 if Christmas isn't found in your heart,
 you won't find it under a tree...

Silence

 I don't hear a sound

But my own voice

Silence

A Shattered Dream

A cloud does not know why it moves in just such a direction and at such a speed...

It feels an impulsion...this is the place to go now.

 But the sky knows the reasons and the patterns behind all clouds,

 and you will know, too, when you lift yourself high enough to see beyond horizons

-Richard Bach-

 

The true dream

Maybe we accept the dream has become a nightmare.
 We tell ourselves that reality is better.
 We convince ourselves it's better that we never dream at all.
But, the strongest of us, the most determined of us, holds on to the dream or we find ourselves faced
with a fresh dream we never considered.
 We wake to find ourselves, against all odds, feeling hopeful.
And, if we're lucky, we realize in the face of everything, in the face of life
 the true dream is being able to dream at all



Just words

He had a word, too. Love, he called it.

 But I had been used to words for a long time.

 I knew that that word was like the others: just a shape to fill a lack; that when the right time came, you wouldn't need a word for that anymore than for pride or fear.
It was just a word

Magical winter wonderland

Sometimes

 when I lug around a camera

I can be lucky to be in the right place at the right time

Heading for the light

I've wandered around with nothing more than time on my hands

I was lost in the night

And at times it was so blue and lonely

Been close to the edge, hanging by my fingernails

And I couldn't see the sign that warned me, I'm

Heading for the light

I didn't see that big black cloud hanging over me

And when the rain came down I was nearly drowned

My shoes are wearing out from walking down this same highway

Heading for the light

Frozen

I can't feel my senses

I just feel the cold

All colours seem to fade away

The river's frozen once again

The cold shine behind

The frozen stream

Reminds me of your eyes

Ta aldri noen for gitt

Ta aldri noen for gitt 

 Hold hvert menneske du er glad i nær hjertet ditt

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