the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses

somewhere i have never travelled gladly beyond


(i do not know what it is about you that closes

and opens; only something in me understands

the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)

nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

e e cummings

Favourite poem for MonoMonday, with thanks to sk for these great themes. I first read this part of e e cummings poem  translated in Dutch as a quote in the "Philip and the others (Philip en de anderen)'" novel by Cees Nooteboom as a young teen and fell in love with the way the words evoke feelings while not really making sense if you think about it ;-)

First picture taken today of the salmon pink rose in my bouquet under low light with a darker heart. Changed to a soft sepia/salmon pink mono with the help of Nik SilverEfex and gradient filters in PS Elements.

Thanks very much for your kind comments, stars and even faves for yesterday's peacock butterfly