Friday, 14 February 2014

Are You Going To Scarborough Fair

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

The melody flows like a stream of water breaking the dryness of the earth, silently and smoothly. Suddenly you are in the colourful and sweet world. And you listen for the first time to the rhythmic world and you realise that life is not heavy but it is light as feather. The feather dances.

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

By now you are humming and hoeing and weeding. This is what you want to do in life, with lots of time to sit under a tree, half sleepy, looking at the clouds you smile. This is what you wish for, once you reach the Scarborough Fair.

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Now you want to paint, you have seen so many colours that you want to feel it more. Red hands, orange hands, yellow hands, green hands, blue hands, indigo hands, violet hands – you have given birth to a rainbow.

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?

Remember that you have a vision of the future and a memory of the past, all you need is a smile in the present. While walking I realised that the Earth is walking and so is the cosmos, this jamming made me happy. The sweetness and the warmth and the lightness of this real and tangible feeling took me to the Scarborough Fair. All I can say now is that I am swaying with the wind and smiling brightly. There is a ribbon, long and beautiful and silky, it is also swaying with the wind and smiling brightly. You’ll find it when you go to the Scarborough Fair.

                             
                                             Vincent Van Gogh's Field of Poppies

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