Travel

Try to travel, otherwise
you may become racist,
and you may end up believing
that your skin is the only one
to be right,
that your language
is the most romantic
and that you were the first
to be the first.

Travel,
because if you don’t travel then
your thoughts won’t be strengthened,
won’t get filled with ideas.
Your dreams will be born with fragile legs and then you end up believing in tv-shows, and in those who invent enemies
that fit perfectly with your nightmares
to make you live in terror.

Travel,
because travel teaches
to say good morning to everyone
regardless of which sun we come from.

Travel,
because travel teaches
to say goodnight to everyone
regardless of the darkness
that we carry inside.

Travel,
because traveling teaches to resist,
not to depend,
to accept others, not just for who they are
but also for what they can never be.
To know what we are capable of,
to feel part of a family
beyond borders,
beyond traditions and culture.
Traveling teaches us to be beyond.

Travel,
otherwise you end up believing
that you are made only for a panorama
and instead inside you
there are wonderful landscapes
still to visit.

Gio_Evan, poet and songwriter.
Translated from Italian.

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July, 2021
Golden Gate Bridge
San Francisco, USA

Fear nothing, Travel more

The Wooden Bridge

This bridge will only take you halfway there

To those mysterious lands you long to see

Shel Silverstein
The wooden bridge. We went there to observe this bridge. Its not so stable, yet people are passing through it randomly, and we even saw some motorbikes were running so fast. They are not scared. But we were scared, thought it will break anytime. 
We loved the scenery though.  The river water was not so deep. The boats are sailing. People are doing their jobs upon the river bank. Ahh! What a beautiful breeze by the bank of this river Korotoa. 

#roksanatales

Hold On

God is there for you to hold on.
Hold on to what is good, even if it’s a handful of earth.
Hold on to what you believe, even if it’s a tree that stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do, even if it’s a long way from here.
Hold on to your faith, even if it’s easier to let go.
Hold on to God’s hand””~.

Dear, Rest at Ease

Restless dragonfly, resting at ease. I found this beauty while travelling to an unknown place. It was afternoon, quite quiet time around, and I was walking beside an old wall. Suddenly I saw this one hanging on a branch of a creeper . I went closer to it. It didn’t move a bit.

Dear dragonfly, rest at ease and show me your beauty ....

Dear dragonfly, life is made perfect in you lovely….

Dear dragonfly, a beauty

A Reflection of You

is nothing but a reflection of me ….

A reflection of you-
A love that spans the miles.

A reflection of you-
The steady noonday sunbeams.

A reflection of you-
The unfolding of words.

A reflection of you-
A plain-spoken philosophy.

A reflection of you-
An ambient naturalism.

A reflection of you-
A friend, most protective.

A reflection of you-
A promise of a lifetime happiness.

A reflection of you-
A flash of lightening in darkness.

A reflection of you-
The soft caress closeness.

A reflection of you-
Too tempting and warm.

A reflection of you-
Something nice about something wrong.

A reflection of you-
A seamless flowing movement.

A reflection of you-
The beating to joyful rhythms.

A reflection of you-
An endless age, inside and out.

A reflection of you-
Thus the windows to my heart.

A reflection of you-
A pleasing proportionality.

A reflection of you-
The threads of my antic tapestry.

A reflection of you-
The reflective silence.

A reflection of you-
Is the mirror of a beautiful reflection?

A reflection of you-
Is nothing but a reflection of me.

#roksanatales

Glorifying, Each Day

Each day,
Its more precious,
As I celebrate my life with you,
With a simple word, with heart felt appreciation,
With rainbow tears in eyes, with gratitude, with music,
With song, with a heart to let go, with loving acceptance
With graceful smile, with love light n warmth of hearts within.

Its more beautiful day,
Each moment of the each beautiful day.

#roksanatales

Lonely Bird/ একলা পাখি

A little bird, all alone;
Thinking
How to find
A home of its soul.

♥
একটি ছোট পাখি, একা;
ভাবছে বসে,
কিভাবে পাবে
তার আত্মার একটি বাড়ি! ♥