Palette in God's Hands...

by Oriza Martins

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Golden shades of the nature, 

A palette in God’s Hands,

So much love, so much beauty 

Filling my soul and my eyes…

Image of  blessed lands of Canada.

You never have to feel yourself alone…

As this tree, apparently lonely in all landscape,

Be sure  that you will always have the sun to hug you, to heat you…

And after its descent at sunset,

You will have the stars, 

Plenty of friends to lull to sleep you from the sky…

Nobody is alone when in the presence of God’s creatures…

The winter landscape also has its magic…

But the enchantments of the autumn are unique…

Divine Architecture

Blessed the hands that had traced and carved this masterpiece.

Many times we see these beauties without reflecting

how much blessed we are,

who enjoy the pleasure of being able to more see, to look at, to aim,

to appreciate and as many possibilities, with our healthful eyes…

I am thankful, my Lord, for my perfect vision.

Image of Noccalula Falls, blessed lands of U.S.A.…

In the stage of Mother-Nature infinite spectacles play.

It is a privilege to appreciate two simultaneously:

the enchantment of the waterfall and the magic of the sunset…

 It’s a joy for the eyes and the soul…

Image of the River Iguaçu Falls, blessed lands of Brazil,

Argentine and Paraguay

It is difficult to believe that there are not sweet and light cotton balls in the air…

a cascade of floating foam, as the great Brazilian Poet Castro Alves would say…

Image of Victoria Falls, blessed lands of Africa.

Certain images does not requires words…

Two sacred icons of blessed lands of Japan:

the Mount Fuji and the cherry trees in blossom…

to catch a image of both is a moment of happy inspiration…

This one must be the vestibule of the paradise…

Cacti  flower

You must not believe completely in appearances…

As well as the plant of the cacti, so rough, so prickly, apparently so dry and barren…

But that it occults a almost holy power  to display in the nature so sublime and delicate flower…

the human beings can occult for backwards of an apparent dryness,

special soul, the good, the goodness, the power of to contribute with fruits of solidarity for a better world.

I go following my way, seeing the fall landscape…

My eyes see a small leaf that dances in air, as to say good bye to me, in a floating farewell…

Explosion of joy, fascinating profusion of colors,

As it was one day  the explosion of my loves…

The small leaf, finally, rests on the soil.

Suddenly, I do not perceive it any more;  

It joined to the infinite others yellow points of the autumn soil…

It delivered its inevitable destination

to participate of the process of transformation of the nature,

one day to return in some landscape,

as to remember me that…

life moves itself in cycles

to make and to undo,

that feelings go with the wind,

that burning hot passions cool,

that all glory is ephemeral…

but…

the cycles make possible the return of the hope

- and this one, yes, is lasting…

-          it is perpetual in all the human hearts…

This pretty melody that you hear

is the classic music " Le Lac de Como",

by Richard Abel,

in homage to the Lake Como, in Italy.

See below images of this charming lake…

Blessed lands of Italy, cradle and home of my loves…

Golden tones of the nature,

Palette in God’s Hands,

As much love, as much beauty

Cheering my soul and my eyes…

The twilight, in magic,

Coloring, intense, brief,

Divine touch radiates

And it becomes my soul happy.

                                                                                                                                     Oriza Martins///

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