aube blanche – pétales éphémères d’avril…

Enivrez-vous! – Charles Baudelaire

Il faut être toujours ivre, tout est là; c’est l’unique question. Pour ne pas sentir l’horrible fardeau du TEMPS qui brise vos épaules et vous penche vers la terre, il faut vous enivrer sans trêve. Mais de quoi? De vin, de poésie, ou de vertu à votre guise, mais enivrez-vous! Et si quelquefois, sur les marches d’un palais, sur l’herbe verte d’un fossé, dans la solitude morne de votre chambre, vous vous réveillez, l’ivresse déjà diminuée ou disparue, demandez au vent, à la vague, à l’étoile, à l’oiseau, à l’horloge; à tout ce qui fuit, à tout ce qui gémit, à tout ce qui roule, à tout ce qui chante, à tout ce qui parle, demandez quelle heure il est. Et le vent, la vague, l’étoile, l’oiseau, l’horloge, vous répondront, il est l’heure de s’enivrer; pour ne pas être les esclaves martyrisés du TEMPS, enivrez-vous, enivrez-vous sans cesse de vin, de poésie, de vertu, à votre guise…

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🙂 my quick translation: Get drunk! – Charles Baudelaire

It’s time to be always drunk, therein lies everything; it’s the unique matter. So as not to feel the dreadful burden of TIME breaking your shoulders and crushing you to the earth, never stop getting drunk. But with what? Wine, poetry or virtue – you choose. Just whatever you like, but get drunk. And if sometimes, upon the steps of a palace, over the green grass of a ditch, or in the gloomy solitude of your room, you wake up, and the drunken haze has dwindled or is already gone, then ask the wind, the wave, the star, the bird, the clock; ask everything that flees, everything that whines, everything that rolls along, everything that sings, everything that talks – ask them what time it is. And the wind, the wave, the star, the bird, the clock will all answer:“It’s time to get drunk!” To avoid being the tormented slaves of TIME, get drunk endlessly with wine, poetry, or virtue, the choice is yours…
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have a fine week full of love and poetry… cheers, guys! 🙂

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Posted on 13 April 2015, in melanie. Bookmark the permalink. 28 Comments.

  1. So much to live for, beautiful! Have a lovely week too, Melanie… 🙂 ❤

  2. ¡Que bonito! Y salud 😉 {Abrazos}

  3. In fiecare primăvară albul florilor de cireş, frumuseţea exploziilor florale din livezi m-a impresionat şi m-a emoţionat întratât de puternic încât am asociat albul, cu cele mai frumoase caracteristici. Albul m-a fascinat întotdeauna şi până când mama a plecat în veşnicie, culoarea albă a fost net predominantă în vestimentaţia mea, ba purtam numai încălţăminte albă, chiar şi pe timp de iarnă… Un specialist caracteriza albul aşa:”Culoarea alb semnifica puritatea, compasiunea si este un simbol al pacii. Persoana care indrageste aceasta culoare este buna si blanda. In combinatie cu alte culori, albul se imbina intotdeauna perfect. La fel, oamenii care poarta culoarea alb se adapteaza usor la orice situatie sau mediu. Mai mult, persoana care prefera culoarea alb are tendinta sa se sacrifice pentru cei din jur, punandu-i intotdeauna pe primul plan.” şi după părerea mea mi se potiveşte. Primăvară să fie mereu şi în sufletul tău, Melanie!

    • 🙂 m-ai facut sa zâmbesc despre alb si semnificatii sale… de ce?! pen’ca-n China, India, Coreea, Vietnam, Japonia si Taiwan e culoare de doliu ce evoca neantu’ pal, lumina cereasca, adevarurile universale, sufletu’ si accesu’ lui la cunostinte universale – imposibil de atins în viata terestra… 🙂 sanatate si-o primavara de matase alba, imaculata! 🙂

  4. Beautiful, Melanie! We can certainly drink in nature and feel giddy and drunk in its beauty and mesmerizing scents of flowers, too. Hugs, Robin

  5. whiteness and love, ostensibly pure, lovely words and photographs.

  6. On n’en a jamais assez de Baudelaire. Merci, Melanie.

  7. Merci pour Baudelaire, un conseil judicieux: enivrons-nous de tout ce qui fleurit à la vie. Très belles photos de ces naissances florales multiples! Bonne soirée! Bises.

  8. absolutely beautiful Melanie – I love Baudelaire and your translation. Yes! Get drunk in the beauty of it all! The joyful whiteness of it all is definitely intoxicating!

  9. Lovely, Melanie, a beautiful breath of spring. Leslie

  10. Just getting drunk after seeing this beautiful post!😁😁😁 Lovely,lovely,lovely!❤️xxx

  11. I loved that great writing Melanie, the idea of getting drunk in whatever takes your fancy is a beautiful idea, the bottom line I think is to get drunk in the beauty of life and living. Cheers!

  12. Time is the relative motion of consciousness, compared to the relative motion of the background of experience… Of course we should drink our fill of life, otherwise time makes us a fool…

  13. I don’t mind getting drunk like that. 😉

  14. Enivrons-nous de nos environs. — Beau de l’Air

  15. oh, this state of mind can be hardly described with words… to be drunken in the the deepest feelings, where thoughts are replaced by a different kind of “movement of the mind”… as an awesome form of experience of a spiritual nature…

  16. Baudelaire à mille fois raison dont je connais cette citation. Ne laissons jamais passer un amour. Ce serait une faute.

  17. a great week also to you Mel… love the floral photos 🙂

  18. How strange… I read that Baudelaire to my husband last night over the phone for no particular reason, except that with this awakening Spring, it feels like we should just be gorging ourselves on the beauty emerging. Loved your montage of white delights 🙂

  19. Reblogged this on tinaness202.

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