This witness to ferocity
Discovers his serenity
Discovers his serenity
Category: Fujifilm X-T2
Monochromatic Storms
Coal black sea
Slate grey sky
Snow white foam
Slate grey sky
Snow white foam
Keening wind
Reaches bone
Ferry lists
Returning home
Wistful sigh
Beauty storms
Quiet mind
Soon refilled
Mundane time
Take me home, now, wayward road
Take me home, now
Wayward road
I’ve set the course
For hearth and friends
Who knew me well
‘Fore all that changed
In the lands beyond
Our common sense
Wayward road
I’ve set the course
For hearth and friends
Who knew me well
‘Fore all that changed
In the lands beyond
Our common sense
But changed have I
Beyond a scope
I can explain
No people of
This world the same
Yet all alike
In ways I’ve seen
Which never learned
From books or schools
But only when
I took the road
And spanned the gap
In time and place
To meet them in
The worlds they’ve made
Sat at their hearth
And listened, then
Sunset Watch
I watch over you
In the darkest night
Until the sunrise
In the darkest night
Until the sunrise
And when the darkness
Comes again
There am I
A beacon for you
To find your way
For you are the light
Which made my own life
Bright as a beacon
Soaring
In dreams I soar
A gull on the sea wind
My bird eyes see
Where the air rises
Catch the updraft
Up high into the heavens
Then swoop and sail
Unfettered by land
Or gravity
Loudly skree with the bliss
A gull on the sea wind
My bird eyes see
Where the air rises
Catch the updraft
Up high into the heavens
Then swoop and sail
Unfettered by land
Or gravity
Loudly skree with the bliss
Storm Clouds at Sundown
We small creatures
Of no small hubris
Construct our wonders
In the shadow
Of glories profound
Of no small hubris
Construct our wonders
In the shadow
Of glories profound
Wanderlust ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #115
Sometimes I am unsure
Whether it’s the
Whether it’s the
Being there
Or the
Being away
Or the
Being in motion
Which defines the true nature
Of my wanderlust
I usually decide
There’s no need
To pick one
little silhouetto of a man
Ego is a cruel master
Islands
I am this Island
In a shallow sea
Beneath the waning sun
Waves rolling by
Gently to the shore
In a shallow sea
Beneath the waning sun
Waves rolling by
Gently to the shore
The ebb tide comes
The Island transformed
Another rock
Beside the ocean
On a shoreline of nothing
But rock and sand
Between
I am the storm
I am the waves battering the shore
The wind bending the trees
I am the waves battering the shore
The wind bending the trees
I am the sun
In a merciless sky
Casting heat shimmers on the endless sand
I am the night
Starless, moonless
An impenetrably dark fortress of isolation
I am too the calm
When the air is a puff of fragrant breeze
And birdsong carries for miles
And I am the earth
Fertile and life-giving
The solid ground underfoot
And I am the light
Illuminating the deepest darkness
Connected to all that is and ever will be
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