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Like the meeting of the seagulls and the waves we meet and come near. The seagulls fly off, the waves roll away and we depart...... "Stray Birds" by Rabindranath Tagore is my favorite poem. Here I'll share pictures of life in France and trip in Europe with words from "Stray Bird".

Words......

The song feels the infinite in the air, the picture in the earth, the poem in the air and the earth; For its words have meaning that walks and music that soars.

Illusory


We read the world wrong and say that it deceives us.

- Stray birds, Tagore


















*taken at Cappadoica, Turkey
p.s. without any photo effect !


















































































"This must be illusory !! It looks like the scenery in Mario game !" This is my first comment when I arrived Cappadoica.

Cappadoica was the first city I visited in Turkey. And thus it helped to shape the image of Turkey in my heart deeply. "A natural place without any "face-lift" " It is a place where we can meet the nature - blue sky and white cloud without air pollution, rock in rare sharp without reclamation, trees are free to grow without embellishment...... Everything lives freely in their original own step.

They breathe the fresh air.
They smile to the blue sky.
They walk on the rough land.
They stand here for thousands of year, look at what have human done, and maybe......laugh at them.

We pursue everything to become ours. We change and marked them to signify these are ours. Then, as time goes by, we forgot what was the original.

Where is the golden wisdom?

It should be in our own heart, I think. It should be our origin which rooted in the deepest of our heart. And it should be different by people because we earn it by experience. We can find it when we no longer deceived by the shadow of the world.



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