Showing posts with label monochrome. Show all posts
Showing posts with label monochrome. Show all posts
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I took this photo last month in Venice, Italy. The man was
sitting on a small bridge waiting for people willing to travel
in his gondola. I'll share more photos from Venice soon...

(The above photo has been shot with the Samsung NX10,
provided by Samsung Electronics. Co., Ltd)

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I've taken this photo in Fontalirant, near Thenon in France.
It was quite early in the morning and I really
enjoyed the moment I spent there.

The above picture has been shot with the Samsung NX10, which
has been provided to me by Samsung Electronics Co., Ltd.

© 2010 - Ben Heine


I took this 2 weeks ago in
Katowice, South of Poland

© 2010 - Ben Heine
Random Man in a
Random World

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Random Man

By Peter S. Quinn

He is “just a random man”,
Doing whatever he always can,... See More
Making his random steps to somewhere.

Meaning what he always does,
Making a reason for his cause,
Everything in the world is his affair.

Random man please dance on,
Days are turning and years are gone,
Random man you are me and I'm you.

He has a dream that must come true,
It’s for the world to be all new,
Step by step in a noble peace.

Random man come and give,
Everything that you can live,
In your ideal world of love
That tomorrow must be full of.

Meaning what he always does,
Making a reason for his cause,
Everything in the world is his affair.

Random man please dance on,
Days are turning and years are gone,
Random man you are me and I'm you.

He “is just a random man”,
Doing whatever he always can,
Making his random steps to somewhere.

(Parody to the Beatles song, “Nowhere Man”)

The Path to Knowledge
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There Are Times

A poem by Peter S. Quinn

There are times,
There are ways,
There are wonders,
And I can't be certain
Of everything;
Though I speak,
Though I hear,
Though I see,
My knowledge shall never
Be complete.

There are waves on
The ocean,
There is distance
Across the sea,
There are mountains
To be climbed,
There are people to
Be free;
But one thing is certain,
Freedom lies inside of me.

There are times,
There are ways,
There are wonders,
There is good and hope
In everything;
There are people,
There are moonlights,
There are days,
And in the eyes
Of my loved one
Of love I can read.

There are green colors
Of grass,
There are flowers
In the soil,
There are clouds
Across the sky,
There are hopes
For everyone;
But one thing is certain,
We must become strong.

There are times,
There are ways,
There are wonders,
And life goes on
Like before;
There are stairways,
There are distances,
There are ceilings,
But they won’t keep us apart
For knowing ones heart.
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Listen to Wisdom
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© 2009 - Ben Heine
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A photo I took in the Belgian countryside
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Freedom Is To
You Calling


A poem by Peter S. Quinn

Freedom is to you calling,
Give life a heart so brave;
Each night hours are falling,
Into a dim hollow grave.
Hatred can be bottomless,
If you'll allow it to be;
But life is so fresh,
If it becomes all free.

Days by days will end,
But love can never so do;
Only down it will bend,
If it's not completely true.
Evening becomes a night,
Gathering shadows around;
Hold your feelings all right,
Lost can again be found.

Freedom is truth wearing,
Never a lie there inside;
Everyone else bearing,
Not from ourselves there hide.
You can grow out wisdom,
If the right seeds are sown;
For the conditions are calm,
If you acknowledge and atone.
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