Auguries of Innocence

Auguries of Innocence —William Blake 1757-1827

To see a world in a grain of sand
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour….

I behave as if I am because I sometimes forget that the Universe is there, right next to me, within me, outside of me, all around, doing its thing, making sure everything comes true, and right, the way it's meant to. 

Believe in the universe, I tell everyone, and its power to open doors for you; it will conspire to help you, but then I see my head down, focused on my painting, my feet, the floor. And then, yesterday, I went out for a walk and turned to a field that I was never there before, and the wild poppies, buttercups were spreading out as far as I could see, the bees were all there, and it was a moment of magic. There are signs everywhere.

最美人間四月天

人生若只如初見  最美人間四月天

As Time Goes By

那是個喝下午茶的好地方, 有種殖民地式的歐陸風格, 週日𥚃客人坐得疏疏落落, 各自專注在同伴的對話中, 對你彈得一手好琴也毫不在意, 我獨自坐在一個角落處, 你偶爾轉身投來關注的眼光, 我不是孤寂, 只是意圖捕捉每個你手中溜出來的音符, 它們𨚫有如流水點滴四散在空間裏, 琴聲有安撫作用, 令人渾然忘𨚫外間亂烘烘的世界, 一切政治紛爭, 交通擠迫, 私人恩怨都變得遙遠不可及, 有什麼好爭呢, 百年後又有啥分別？ 

這美好的琴音就是永恆, 明天就天南地北人成各, 眼前有香醇的川寕茶, 天花板垂下來的吊扇有節奏地旋轉, 大堂上幾盆枝枝葉葉有情的棕櫚樹, 我身上是米白色麻布套裙, 你彈着是那個 As Time Goes By, 你的名字是 Sam 嗎？

You must remember this

A kiss just a kiss

A sigh just a sigh… 

Casablanca 電影男女主角都早己辭世, 留下來的故事仍然令人心醉, 這般深情一樣已成過去, 我一離去你帶笑的面容立刻成了記憶, 待我回到我那老遠的家, 漸行漸遠漸無書, 若干年後你還會記得起我嗎? 

過去己成過去, 該記得什麼？記得那一夜跳舞至天明仍然依依不捨, 記得在梵高的星空下躑躅在巴黎左岸, 還是記得在紐約唐人街異地相逢? 

都忘了, 忘了見面時惺惺相惜, 忘了分手時依依不捨, 也忘了信誓旦旦的𠄘諾… 統統都忘了。

敏感多情都不是好事, 會教人吃苦的, 聽着琴聲都會感觸良多。

三月了, 水仙花開了又落! 三月𥚃又有什麼日子？ 啊, 不要告訴我, 隨著時光流逝, 都忘了…

Soaking up the last bits of fall...

 

香港/Steveston

Steveston, once upon a time a small fishing village. And now all the seafood are mostly gone and left with the seafood processing plants and the museum to show to the tourists of its bygone glory days.

Nothing is as it was…⠀

You cannot go back to the place you grew up. Or you can, but you won't find it. It won't be the same as you remember. As a young adult you remember houses, streets, lanes or special trees but you don't have a map in your head of how they all connect. The sadness of coming back home as an adult is you cannot recognize any of these houses, streets, lanes or special trees. The olds are all gone.

Everything is as it was. Nothing is as it was…⠀

你不能回到你長大的地方, 即使你可以回去, 你也不能找到它, 因為它不會和你記憶中的一樣, 你年輕時記得的房屋、街道、小巷或者是一棵特別的樹木, 你腦海中有張地圖可以把它們連接起來, 悲傷的是成年後再回去, 你無法認得出這些房屋、街道、小巷和那棵特別的樹木, 因為已經全部不在。

一切都照舊, 沒有一樣是照舊...

Photography by Karsten Petersen 1976

Joffre Lakes

I hiked the Joffre Lakes today. Not one lake but three Lakes. Each one is more beautiful than the last. An 11 km (6.8 miles) round-trip hike, this is one of the best hikes in Canada, thanks to the scenery along the route. Today total 23,824 steps = 15.96 kilometre