Saturday, 24 May 2008

through the blackest shadow



Narihira answers:

Through the blackest shadow
Of the darkness of the heart I wander
In bewilderment --
You who know the world of love, decide:
Is my love reality or dream?
from Kokinshu
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5 comments:

  1. Anonymous29 November 2012 at 16:16

    i feel like i recognize these amazing hands....

    xo.



    wwwasp.

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  2. Roxana29 November 2012 at 16:39

    it is always important when a feeling of deep, yet mysterious recognition arises like this - so i am grateful that my image was able to do this for you. but oh, such an old post, how on earth did you dig it up? :-)

    thank you for visiting and telling me about your feeling~

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  3. Anonymous1 December 2012 at 02:37

    i know the hand in black nail polish...


    not attempting to be esoteric.

    ;)

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  4. Roxana2 December 2012 at 00:23

    is this a metaphor? :-) that you "know" how it feels to have that kind of hand, with black nail polish?

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  5. bluestorm16 December 2012 at 20:37

    i love photographs of hands. they say so much to me, tell life stories, and mystical journeys, and who someone might be on the inside, perhaps.

    and hands touching is such a powerful expression of desire . . . the very instant of physical contact, when universes collide, conjure the magic of love.

    thank you for sharing this beautiful entry with me. Roxana.
    the words are simply divine!

    tanya

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