Monday, 27 January 2014

AUGUSTINUS

Since love grows within, so beauty grows.
for love is the beauty of the soul


the pile of cloth made with love doesn't grow
yet the love grows because little pieces are defined



I try to isolate the pain from my whole life
but sometimes life is so complicated that the power for isolating is poor

webbies....look for love
what who when it shines on
beauty whitin grows!

don't you think?

12 comments:

Jill said...

Feathers form feelings - loe your blog x

Jill said...

I meant 'love your blog'!!

Martine said...

Love to you.............

Mo Crow said...

(((Yvette))) I love these cloths & how every piece holds a story

curieuzeneuzemosterdpot said...

ook in de kleinste dingen kan je de grootste liefde stoppen, yvette!

veel sterkte,

Ginny Huber said...

Hi again Yvette: I turned up again to find you in both the Dutch and English versions of your blog..so glad to recnnect with you. One ay soon I intend to return to my blog..

Nancy said...

There is a richness here...an honesty, truths spoken. (((hugs)))

Yvonne said...

There is much beauty and love here.

Lutje said...

ik twijfel er niet aan dat dit met liefde gemaakt is, je ziet dat gewoon

grace Forrest~Maestas said...

there is nothing else to do
than
looking for how Love works,
watching Love
trying to understand Love
trying to carry Love

Tammy said...

Just passed by to see your blog and hope that the Blaf is doing well. I have been away a while..your words always resonate with me. Much love to your beautiful soulful self.. from my heart.

deemallon said...

love grows reading your words; seeing your work. I hope the pain eases... maybe it, too, contributes to the beauty?