Posts Tagged: Flowers

On a bad day, remember a better one

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By the time the last petal fell

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Once upon a time, in a faraway land,
A young Prince lived in a shining castle.
Although he had everything his heart desired,
The Prince was spoiled, selfish, and unkind.
But then, one winter's night, an old beggar-woman came to the castle,
And offered him a single rose in return for shelter from the bitter cold.
Repulsed by her haggard appearance, the Prince sneered at the gift and turned the old woman away,
But she warned him not to be deceived by appearances,
For beauty is found within.
And when he dismissed her again, the old woman's ugliness melted away
To reveal a beautiful Enchantress.
The Prince tried to apologize, but it was too late,
For she had seen that there was no love in his heart.
And as punishment, she transformed him into a hideous beast, and placed a powerful spell on the castle, and all who lived there.
Ashamed of his monstrous form, the Beast concealed himself inside his castle, with a magic mirror as his only window to the outside world.
The rose she had offered was truly an enchanted rose, which would not bloom until his 21st year,
If he could learn to love another, and earn their love in return,
By the time the last petal fell, then the spell would be broken.
If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time.
As the years passed, he fell into despair, and lost all hope.
For who could ever learn to love a beast?

Prologue from "Beauty and the Beast"

Strange

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June

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My friend is a stranger

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En främling är min vän, en som jag inte känner
En främling längt längt borta.
För hans skull är mitt hjärta fullt av nöd.
För han inte finns hos mig.
För att han kanska inte alls finns ?

Vem är du som uppfyller mitt hjärta med din fraanvaro ?
Som uppfyller hela världen med din fraanvaro ?

Pär Lagerkvist, Aftonland

Mon ami est un étranger,
quelqu'un que je ne connais pas.
Un étranger très très loin.
De sa faute mon cœur est en détresse.
Parce qu'il n'est pas près de moi
Parce que peut être il n'existe pas ?

Qui es-tu, qui remplit mon cœur de ton absence ?
Qui remplit la terre entière de ton absence ?

Pär Lagerkvist, Pays du Soir

My friend is a stranger, someone I do not know.
A stranger far, far away
For his sake my heart is full of disquiet
Because he is not with me
Because, perhaps, after all he does not exist?

Who are you who so fill my heart with your absence?
Who fill the entire world with your absence?

Pär Lagerkvist, Evening Land