December 3, 2010

leavin' of a lover.



just a little, little fisheye experiment. (:

You Learn
by Jorge Luis Borges

You learn.
After a while you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
and company doesn’t mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
and presents aren’t promises,
and you begin to accept your defeats
with your head up and your eyes open
with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
and you learn to build all your roads on today
because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans
and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn
that even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your garden and decorate your own soul,
instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure.
That you really are strong.
And you really do have worth.
And you learn. And learn.
With every good-bye you learn

this is for all the ladies.

5 comments:

Anna said...

this made me tear up. i needed this.
thanks love.

xo-

Michelle said...

Your fisheye photos look amazing!

And this whole post is lovely, I adore it.

tasha said...

Anna, you're so very welcome, darling. <3 i'm glad. (:

Michelle: thank you so much, love! <3

Jada C. said...

That poem made my day. I needed that! Beautiful photos by the way dear<3

tasha said...

awww, i'm so happy to hear that! (: and thank you, hun. <3