Still round the corner we may meet…

Upon the hearth the fire is red,
Beneath the roof there is a bed;
But not yet weary are our feet,
Still round the corner we may meet
A sudden tree or standing stone
That none have seen but we alone.
Tree and flower, leaf and grass,
Let them pass! Let them pass!
Hill and water under sky,
Pass them by! Pass them by!

Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate,
And though we pass them by today,
Tomorrow we may come this way
And take the hidden paths that run
Towards the Moon or to the Sun.
Apple, thorn, and nut and sloe,
Let them go! Let them go!
Sand and stone and pool and dell,
Fare you well! Fare you well!

J.R.R. Tolkien

Mølleådalen

The Arrow and the Song

I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.

I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?

Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Friends

En leg på havstokken

Piet Hein – om at leve i nuet.

At leve i nuet er livets teknik –
og alle folk gør deres bedste,
men halvdelen vælger det nu, som gik,
og halvdelen vælger det næste.

Og det forrige nu og det kommende nu
blir aldrig i livet presente
og alle folks levetid går sågu
med bare at mindes og vente.

For det nu, som er gået, er altid forbi,
og det næste blir aldrig det rette.
Næ, sørg for, at nuet, du lever i,
engang for altid er dette.

En vandretur på stranden er en vandring i nuet. Den skiftende leg mellem sandet og det våde element kræver opmærksomhed. En konstant vurdering af hvor stor den næste bølge bliver. En leg om at jage eller blive jaget.

Solvarme, salt på læberne og tilstedeværelse i nuet. Det er det, livet handler om.

Billederne er fra Tisvildeleje Strand.