In the dew of little things...

In the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. - Kahlil Gibran

ٌWash your heart all through...

...
رو سینه را چون سینه ها هفت آب شو از کینه ها
وآنگه شراب عشق را پیمانه شو پیمانه شو
...
آن گوشوار شاهدان هم صحبت عارض شده
آن گوش و عارض بایدت دردانه شو دردانه شو
...
اندیشه ات جایی رود وآنگه تو را آن جا کشد
ز اندیشه بگذر چون قضا پیشانه شو پیشانه شو
...

Knock, Knock...

knockin' on heaven's door

Unweaving a Rainbow

Do not all charms fly
At the touch of cold philosophy?
Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings,
Conquer all mysteries by rule and line,
Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine–
Unweave a rainbow...
- John Keats

I'm not sure if I agree with Keats in saying "all charms fly at the touch of philosophy". You can try to understand the physics of the world around you and still, as William Wordsworth says, feel your heart leaps when you behold a rainbow in the sky.

And here are some fantastic shots of a double rainbow, it does really make your heart leap!

Be my friend

Don't walk in front of me,
I may not follow.
Don't walk behind me,
I may not lead.
Just walk beside me and be my friend.
-- Albert Camus

Shiverings of a leaf

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خوابم بر بود ، خوابي ديدم: تابش آبي در خواب ، لرزش برگي در آب.
اين سو تاريكي مرگ ، آن سو زيبايي برگ. اينها چه، آنها چيست، انبوه زمان ها چيست؟
اين مي شكفد، ترس تماشا دارد. آن مي گذرد، وحشت دريا دارد.
پرتو محرابي ، مي تابي. من هيچم: پيچك خوابي. بر نرده اندوه تو مي پيچم.
...
-- سهراب

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Image from: Flame Fractals offer a feast for the eyes

Mirror

I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.
Whatever I see I swallow immediately
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.
I am not cruel, only truthful-
The eye of the little god, four cornered.
Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.
It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long
I think it is a part of my heart. But it flickers.
Faces and darkness separate us over and over.
Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me,
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish
-- Sylvia Plath

I wished I had a mirror, a lake, in which I could look and search for what I really am. Sometimes (for me often), I feel I'm so lost. It is a terrifying sensation, to feel you are so far away from yourself. It makes you feel even lonelier than ever.

Simple, but not Easy! The question is, do you have what it takes...?

Bronze Statue with Feet of Clay

A bronze statue with feet of clay ...
A lot of varnish with little root ...

... that is what I hope I won't end up to be.

Brave or Cautious

The brave may not live forever, but the cautious do not live at all. (Princess Diaries)

Instead of puzzling over mysterious, he puzzled over the commonplace!

His cocky contempt for authority led him to question received wisdom in ways that well-trained acolytes in the academy never contemplated. And as for his slow verbal development, he thought that it allowed him to observe with wonder the everyday phenomena that others took for granted. Instead of puzzling over mysterious things, he puzzled over the commonplace. "When I ask myself how it happened that I in particular discovered the relativity theory, it seemed to lie in the following circumstance," Einstein once explained. "The ordinary adult never bothers his head about the problems of space and time. These are things he has thought of as a child. But I developed so slowly that I began to wonder about space and time only when I was already grown up. Consequently, I probed more deeply into the problem than an ordinary child would have." -- W. ISAACSON

That is a paragraph of an interesting article on TIME, called Einstein & Faith. It is just a great gift, to be able to puzzle over the commonplace. I have always envied people who have an eye for the marvel and beauty of the simple.

Maryam, Did you know…?

"... So somewhere in my youth or childhood
I must have done something good
Nothing comes from nothing
Nothing ever could
So somewhere in my youth or childhood
I must have done something good ..."
-- (Sound of Music)

There comes times in your life when you wonder what have you ever done that made you deserve the greatness of what you are blessed with. Things that come to you, so suddenly, so strong, in moments of doubt and disbelieve, and sweep away your prejudice in a perfect way you had never imagined possible. Somewhere in my youth or childhood, I must have definitely done something good...!

- Photo from the 2007 AAPT High School Photo Contest