priceless moment no. 87

grandma's cookies 

delicious, even years after she's gone
good recipes never fail
thanks you for the know-how!

priceless moment no. 86

the after rain. in summer time.

That moment when the rain is gone, but not too long ago, when the air is fresh, when you feel the smell of grass awakening your senses... that moment is a must have in the summer.

Luna mea alba frumoasa

Ne privesti de sus frumoasa
Ne intorci privirea-n drum
Ne uimesti si ne adormi
Luna mea duioasa

Cand o geana, cand mareata,
Cand ascunsa dupa nori...
Biscuite frant in doua
Luna mea petrecareata

Azi apari in plina noapte
Sa veghezi zorii tacuta
Maine pe lumina vii
Luna mea necunoscuta

Un ochi mare lucitor
Sfidator peste necazuri
Te ridici si te cobori
Luna mea taioasa

Nu lasi sa se vada fata
Celui ce la panda sta
In umbra il feresti de noi
Luna mea misterioasa

Multe stii tu despre noi
Cate noi habar n-avem
Oare va veni si ziua
Noi pe tine sa te stim?

Luna mea, dragostea mea,
Alba, dulce, maiestoasa,
Rece si misterioasa,
Luna ademenitoare...

(c) Iustina Dorobantu

just a thought about... inspire-expire

I inspire, I get inspired
I expire, I aspire

one for breathing, one for being
one for living, one for feeling

priceless moment no. 85

sweet spring rain

It's raining so soft that I can bearly feel the water drops falling on my cheeks. The fresh spring smell invades me. And I just can't controll myself... a large smile has installed on my face, changing me for the entire day, week, spring...
Sweet rain, I sing with you!

Paste fericit!

Fie ca lumina invierii din ziua de azi sa va aduca nou inceput!

Revin

Revin din timp in timp
La usa ta
si sun
Sa-ti mai zaresc o data chipul.

Pe sonerie eu apas
O blonda naravasa imi deschide
Si ma gandesc cum de-ai putut
Pe mine sa ma uiti, dar imi e clar:
Asa un corp, asa privire...
Insa in prag apare un barbat
Si nu-i al meu, nu-i cel ce a fost al meu...
Un trup semet si iscusit la vorbe
Imi spune despre fostul chirias
Doar cate as vrea s-aud, nimic mai mult;
Din vorbe imi intoarce pasii
Si zambetu-mi repune pe obraji.
Asa ca plec, sa nu mai vin si alta data...
deocamdata.

In usa bat usor, cioc-cioc,
Bunico, ce frumoasa esti!
Si ce miros de cozonaci incinsi
Din casa inspre mine vine
Sunt eu, copilul cel zglobiu, la varsta mingii pe maidan;
Ma bucur de al tau miros (de levantica)
Accept o-mbratisare scurta, nu mai mult
Si fug grabit la gasca mea din cartier...
Te las in urma cu o privire lunga
Ce n-am sa stiu nicicand
De-a fost sa fie
tristetea ultimei imbratisari
sau bucurie exprimata-n lacrimi...
Eu voi mai trece pe la tine
Dar dusa tu vei fi demult.

Un clinchet diafan se-aude
Si usa se deschide larg
E Lili, batranica mea cea draga,
Cu ochii blanzi, de inger pe Pamant,
In vizita eu vin cu drag
Sa povestim lucruri marunte;
In lume putini ti-au ramas
Iar mie lumea-mi se deschide.

Nu sun
Caci a ta usa o gasesc deschisa
Ma asteptai pesemne sa revin
Sa ne impacam asa cum se cuvine.
Eu vin. Am trei graunte de nisip in palma
Si ganduri despre ce e scris in stele
Si pe masura ce vorbesc si spun diverse
De nici nu le gandesc dar le rostesc
Te vad schimbat, te vad cum tu devi un altul
Eu plec si-am sa revin
Dar tu in lume vei fi dus
Cat mai departe de-ale noastre locuri.
In casa, pe podea, inca se vede urma
Unde picase brusc si pentru totdeauna
Un gram de inima cu suflet.
Acolo il lasam si azi, si maine,
Pana de praf va fi acoperit si pardoseala innoita.

In urma las locuri si oameni
Si-am sa revin - cu gandul, cel putin,
Dar pasii ma indruma mai departe
Spre locuri noi, spre oameni noi
La care, dupa ani si ani, sa mai revin.

(c) 2012 Iustina Dorobantu

priceless moment no. 84

sharing. experience. fears. behaviours. crisis. positive attitude.

We are defined by what we are, by our behaviours, believes, relations and by how we interact with life itself. What gives us more options than the other animals are conscience and reason. That is why not only we can use these, but we have to. We can improve our behavioural patterns. We can be better. We can be healthier. We can be better friends, parents, lovers, colleagues, bosses, children. We can bring more smiles to others' lifes.
For all these, we just have to take a deep look at ourselves, be free and speak about our fears and hopes and failures. And listen to others' experiences and learn from them.

Be free! Be openminded! Be a good listner! Be paitient! And all will come back to you in a wellbeing promise package. It's up to each of us to open the package and see the best within.

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just a thought about... liar

If a liar is the man who doesn't tell the truth, the man who tells the truth, who is he? just the man who says the truth? no one-word for him?
'Liar' doesn't have a one-word antonym?? is it so difficult to find find one so they didn't named him?... hard to believe... seems like a dictionary conspiracy :-)

just a thought about... me

if I were a particle, I would be right now in the Brownian motion preceding the new me

priceless moment no. 83

variety by night

some sleepy, some still up
some full of light, some on economy mode
some dreaming, some still at dinner
some at TV, some on internet

I like to open the window, take a deep breath of colder air, at twilight or dawn, and look over the street. It's so quiet, so simple, so human. I few people laugh and return home from a late party. One or two come and go with their dogs. Everyone with a different story, with hopes, with dreams or sorrows. And myself, at the windows, with my own story.

priceless moment no. 82

end of a perfect simple week-end 


What made it simple? Just being a common one. A bit of walk in a sunny day, a bit of shopping, a lot of fun with the kid at a playground, some cooking for the family, a lot of episodes of a tv series, one early morning and one late morning. Nothing special, just everything at it's time. Nothing extravagant, just reasonable values.
What made it a perfect simple one? At the end of two full days, I still have power to go on. That's quality time that could be locked in a perpetuum mobile and not harm my senses.

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priceless moment no. 81

a non-valentine's day

It's ok not to celebrate this day, almost ending Feb 14th. It's ok to be alone. It's ok to have a two-special day if all the rest of your life is as happy as today. It's ok to be different. It's ok to not follow trends.

It's ok to have your own other special day. It's ok to have great moments any other time. To enjoy life and love in your own rithm. It's better to sing life in your own word. Celebrate love and treasure it when you have it, every second, not just once a year!

o poezie fara nume

o poezie fara nume
intr-un cantec fara sfarsit
se scrie fara randuri

anonim ramane omul
ce in scris si-a lasat visul
catre toti necunoscutii lumii

glasul sufletului sau
rasuna surd fara sfarsit
sub albul greu si rece

imi face inima sa tremure
gandul ca vine clipa
cand ecoul brut sunt eu

doar un cititor uitat
care in urma va lasa
un oras pustiu

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© Iustina Dorobantu

priceless moment no. 80

snow, snow, snow

All is white. A sea of white on the ground. A courtain of snowflakes falling, dancing and running in the wind. Like a dream of a child. Wake up the child in you!

Visare

Mă sting ușor în fiecare seară,
Ca pâlpâirea vagă din oglindă
A licuriciului pierdut prin casă...

În noapte visul mă-nconjoară
În mreje basmul mă cuprinde
Și zbor, plutesc, prind aripi...

Vise stranii, ne-nțelese, îmi aleargă printre gene.
Cavalerii din poveste vin grăbiți pe cai albaștri
Sub galop ce încovoaie roza pajiște de muze.

Fluturi zboară-ncoace, încolo,
Dau târcoale unei vrăbii albastrită de petale
Ce-mi vorbește-n versuri albe despre-o lume neștiută

Mă conduce și-mi arată
Râuri mov, învolburate și păduri roșii ca macul,
Mere coapte în ciorchine și aripi prinse de gânduri,

O cascadă aurie care cânta în cădere,
Pui de vise cresc în joacă, la examen vin în mantii
Ca apoi să fugă-n lume, nopțile să ne răpească.

Când zorii dimineții vin, încerc înc-un minut să rup,
Să iau realul din poveste, să duc povestea în real...
Mereu promit c-am să revin...

Pornesc acum în altă nebunie
Turbatul mers al lumii să-l înfrunt
Ridic orașe, sparg canoane, mă lupt și-nving
Și pot orice... căci cavalerii mei veghează.

(c) Iustina Dorobanțu  

priceless moment no. 79

Sangria!

as tasty as you can bear!

priceless moment no. 78

January 1st, yesterday

There is something special about the first day of the year. People have faith. Some have new habbits. Some just for the day, some for a week or two, some for a lifetime. It is the time to draw the line to the past. It is the time for resolutions, promises and hope in our lifes.
All year long we wait for it as a promissing future; there is only one time we can call it yesterday. Today.