Friday, August 12, 2011


(image by machitamami)

Dobro o tempo em
mil Tsurus

e os observo ganhar vida,
voar para longe

carregando meu desejo
em suas asas.

I fold time into
one thousand Tsurus

and watch them
as they gain life
flying away
in the distance

carrying my wish
on their wings.


  1. I had to look up Tsurus. Now I understand. Now I see. This is just the kind of down-to-earth (pardon the pun) magic that you do so beautifully, Kenia. I love this! Kisses :)

  2. I always love your words - you have a way of capturing thoughts of love in a unique but empathetic way. I also love your choice of pictures, which always compliment the words.

  3. Dobro o tempo em
    mil Tsurus

    Doblo el tiempo en
    mil Tsurus

    ¡Qué maravilla! How much is contained in only two verses.

  4. I can almost feel your words!
    My best regards!

  5. A very powerful poem for all its brevity. The focus and energy needed to create a tsurus should be enough to absorb wishes and give it life.

  6. So beautiful and refined - you have a way with words for sure.

    Thanks for visiting my site - You are right about the lightness in the design.


  7. ▬▬▬~ஜ۩۞۩ஜ~▬▬▬

    ... G O R G E O U S


  8. I could have sworn I already posted a comment here! This is a beautiful poem. The idea of folding time is especially intriguing!

  9. e em velocidade de dobra


    abs Kenia


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