Amarte no es escribirte
mis poemas de amor;
es ser amor cuando te escribo,
y cuando no.
Amarte no es
refugiarme en tu persona;
es construir un refugio juntos,
con nuestras propias manos,
donde pueda caber el mundo entero.
Amarte no es esperar algo de ti;
es simplemente esperarte,
en silencio,
de noche y de día.
Amarte no es exigirte, no es obligarte,
no es presionarte, no es convencerte,
no es derrotarte;
es ayudarte a liberarte de ti,
de mí, de todo,
es prestarte mi aliento, seducirte
sin deseos, ni objetivos,
es disfrutar de ti.
Amarte no es quererte
únicamente cuando me amas,
cuando estás bella,
cuando te sonríes,
cuando me besas,
cuando me acaricias,
cuando caminas con elegancia,
cuando estás tranquila,
cuando estás feliz;
es aceptarte entera
tal cual eres,
siempre y en todo lugar,
con sencillez,
con alegría.
Amarte no es proyectar
ideas sobre ti, no es idealizarte;
es verte desde lejos, desde cerca,
desde dentro (desde ti),
desde fuera,
verte desde más allá de mí.
Amarte no es
rechazar tus defectos;
es hacerme sensible a ellos
y hacerte sensible a ellos,
sin esperar jamás que los cambies.
Amarte no es desear
ser el centro de tu vida;
es conducirte,
si tú me lo permites,
si soy capaz de hacerlo,
a la vida de tu centro,
sin buscar recompensas.
Joaquín Lourido
Loving you is not writing to you
my love poems;
is to be love when I write to you,
and when not.
Loving you is not
take refuge in your person;
is to build a shelter together,
with our own hands,
where the whole world can fit.
Loving you is not expecting something from you;
it’s just waiting for you,
silent,
Night and day.
Loving you is not demanding you, it is not forcing you,
it’s not pushing you, it’s not convincing you,
it is not defeating yourself;
is to help you free yourself from you,
from me, from everything,
is to lend you my breath, seduce you
without wishes or goals,
is to enjoy yourself.
Loving you is not loving you
only when you love me
when you are beautiful
when you smile
when you kiss me,
when you caress me
when you walk elegantly,
when you are calm
when you are happy;
is to accept you whole
As you are,
always and everywhere,
with simplicity,
gladly.
Loving you is not projecting
ideas about you, is not idealize you;
is to see you from afar, from near,
from within (from you),
from outside,
See you from beyond me
Loving you is not
reject your flaws;
is to become sensitive to them
and make you sensitive to them,
without ever waiting for you to change them.
Loving you is not wanting
be the center of your life;
is to lead you,
If you let me,
If I am able to do it,
to the life of your center,
without seeking rewards.
Steve Axford Captures Strange And Undocumented Australian Fungi
Steve Axford is a photographer on a mission to discover a thread of alien fungi, which has never been captured before. Axford lives in the Northern Rivers of New South Wales and has ample opportunity to explore the undisturbed habitat and wildlife located in that region. Armed with his lens, Axford travels in the latter territory to photograph species of mushroom and fungi that science has no name for yet. He snaps images of fungi. lichen, moulds - each distinct in color, shape and texture.
Sprouting from the damp soil like exotic corals and psychedelic umbrellas, their shape conflicts with the native fauna and flora, which gives us a small sense of the overwhelming way in which nature operates right under our noses.
Axford aims to exhibit the aesthetic beauty of nature that is often sadly eclipsed by science. He takes his fascination for exposing obscure ecosystems, which have lived in isolation. He eliminates the objective aspect of nature by highlights its physical beauty through photography.