Tag: beauty

Transitions

The last of fall’s vibrance
Lingering
The trail from the beach
Transitioning

From bathers and sun-seekers
The summer of crowds
To seekers of solitude
Contemplative connection
With Earth and sea
And self

All life
Follows
The light

It is not always the brightest light
Which illuminates the finest detail
I remind myself to investigate
What even the dimmest light reveals

Even in a world of grey
I seek the beauty to be found
In the delineation of tone
The somber dance of line and form

I find peace, calm
In a space undistracted
By the flash of colour
Or the dominance of black or white

It is my city
Across the inlet
Vibrant and beautiful
Mundane and passionless
A sometimes sleepy little town
On the edge of it all
Terminal city

But from here
Across the inlet
It resembles only
A small forest of brick and steel
Concrete and glass
Its denizens
Too small to register

I linger here in times forgotten
Imaginings of men long gone
Who’d quarried stone
And built their homes
In cave and crevice
On cliff side perch

Their loves and lives
All but lost to us
Except for edifices left behind
A story told in rock and refuse
And daytime dreams
Of my construction

Amber gold
Sun wraps the day
In magic hues

A gift to put away
In darkest places
And there stay wrapped

‘Til morning comes

Darkness
Seductive mistress
She beckons me
With enigma
Riddles
Possibilities unimaginable
Promises of revelation
Both disturbing
And thrilling

But light
Sweet lover
Always generous
She seeks me
In the dark places
Offers illumination
Insight
Beauty boundless
Marking the pathway
To epiphany

There is a golden heart
At the centre of my everything
Though oft obscured
Sometimes forgotten

I call for it
In times of need
Or if too dark
It calls on me

It guides me true
Though rarely easy
But I know my path
When e’er I follow

My golden heart

In this land
Of endless grass
And rolling hills
With scattered trees
And clinging brush

We roll on through
With singing tires
On bitumen
Both dreaming of
This singing land