2018-09-07

“

You don’t want to hear the story
of my life, and anyway
I don’t want to tell it, I want to listen

to the enormous waterfalls of the sun.

And anyway it’s the same old story—
a few people just trying,
one way or another,
to survive.

Mostly, I want to be kind.

”
Mary Oliver, from New and Selected Poems
(via luthienne)
Source: luthienne

2018-04-27

otto-mandias:

corseque:

poplitealqueen:

tuulikki:

heathyr:

legalizememes:

bruh

everything about this… this statue, the choppy waves, the cliffs behind her, the echo, the drumming….. aesthetic

Lyrics in Faroese:

Trøllabundin eri eg eri eg
Galdramaður festi meg festi meg
Trøllabundin djúpt í míni sál í míni sál
Í hjartanum logar brennandi bál brennandi bál

Trøllabundin eri eg eri eg
Galdramaður festi meg festi meg
Trøllabundin inn í hjartarót í hjartarót
Eyga mítt festist har ið galdramaður stóð

English translation:

Spellbound am I, am I
The wizard has enchanted me, enchanted me
Spellbound deep in my soul, in my soul
In my heart burns a smouldering fire, smouldering fire

Spellbound am I, am I
The wizard has enchanted me, enchanted me
Spellbound in my heart’s root, my heart’s root

Did anyone else just get the shivers? Cuz I’m definitely getting the shivers.

Btdubs, the singer is Eivør Pálsdóttir.

Reblogging again for the haunting wizard lyrics

shoutout to the faroe island for being the only real viking island left

Source: legalizememes

2018-04-19

“I am one word of this dead landscape, / I am the heart of this empty sky: / when I pass through the fields, with my soul in the wind, / my veins carry on with the rumor of the rivers.”
Pablo Neruda, from “Blond Acacias in the Fields of Loncoche,” Book of Twilight, trans. William O’Day (Copper Canyon Press, 2017)