Love is a flame
Compassion at the core
The heart glows orange
Embers fuel passion’s fire
Tag: love
Ocean, land and sky
Ocean, land and sky
What little more need I
What little more need I
Than love?
Pic and a Word Challenge #3: Depth
I have explored
The depths of the people I love
And discovered profound beauty
The depths of the people I love
And discovered profound beauty
Still, there remain aspects unseen
Valleys undiscovered
Some never to be revealed
The China Shop
On Saturdays, I like to stop in at the china shop on my morning walk. It’s best first thing, just after they’ve opened, when it’s quiet and I have the place to myself. Betty, the owner, always has a pot of tea on the go and lets me choose any tea cup from her inventory to sip it from.
Amber on Red under Blue
We rolled up to Devil’s Marbles in the heat of the afternoon, the sun high and hot, the gravel parking lot kicking up dust with every step. Too hot to unpack. Too hot to clamber over the enormous stands of neatly stacked, smooth-edged boulders. Too far from Alice Springs to move on.
There was a little breeze, a few roofed camping platforms, so we parked ourselves beneath one while the ’79 Holden Gemini baked out in the sun.
Pic and a Word Challenge #2: Attraction
Zuhra noticed Tahir was still at his shop. She shuttered her own, the veils and headscarves already neatly tucked away for the night, and closed the clasp on the lock.
Waving goodbye to Patime, who sold baskets, Zuhra aimlessly made her way across the street, being careful to take in all the sights of the nearly closed marketplace before innocently stopping outside Tahir’s shop.
A trick of the tail
There was something feline
In the way she looked at me
In the way she looked at me
Graceful intensity
Un-self-conscious confidence
Self-conscious presence
A stillness in her
Like the stutter between stalking steps
Like the moment before the pounce
Presence
There are people who’ve come through my life
Some I’ve held onto
Some, I’ve let go
Some slipped quietly into the past
Some I’ve held onto
Some, I’ve let go
Some slipped quietly into the past
But they’ve all touched me
I would not be who I am
Without their influence
Expressing the divine within
The works of women and men
Are seldom so exquisitely beautiful
As when they are motivated by passion
For something greater than themselves
Are seldom so exquisitely beautiful
As when they are motivated by passion
For something greater than themselves
Whether that passion be God
Or Gaia
An ideal
Or a cause
Beauty
Or love
Main Street
Arriving in Kashgar
Was like landing
On an alien planet
A stranger in a strange land
Was like landing
On an alien planet
A stranger in a strange land
Sights, sounds, smells
Unlike anywhere else
In a country
Unlike anywhere else
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