Time and love
They’ve etched your lines
Deep into me
They’ve etched your lines
Deep into me
Tag: nature
Storms ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #140
Beyond such verdant corridor
A cacophony of mayhem
Though stride I must
Into the storm
Carry with me
Vibrant life
If only as
A notion
Which in turn
Will carry me
Beyond the gathering
Commotion
A cacophony of mayhem
Though stride I must
Into the storm
Carry with me
Vibrant life
If only as
A notion
Which in turn
Will carry me
Beyond the gathering
Commotion
Water and Stone
I watch the clouds
Dominate the mountains
I see the rain
Cleave the stone
Dominate the mountains
I see the rain
Cleave the stone
I understand
How the soft
Is stronger
Than the hard
Rock to Sea to Sky
From rock to rock
Across the sea
Beneath the sky
Across the sea
Beneath the sky
The rugged land
A windward lee
And as the ripples
Lap the shore
The air, it riffles
Through my hair
Now calm descends
Upon my brow
My heart
In gentle rhythm
With the waves
Sun warms my face
This life like art
No better hand
Could wield a brush
Paint such perfection
On my soul
Diving Deep
Insight always delves
Deeper than my immediate grasp
Like a sign with clearly printed letters
Arranged as enigmatic words
Deeper than my immediate grasp
Like a sign with clearly printed letters
Arranged as enigmatic words
While a mystery
Perfectly perceived
Remains a mystery
The cormorant dives deep
But must wait for its feathers to dry
Before it can fly again
Seeing the True Nature of Darkness
Sometimes the light
Makes the eerie
Eerier
Makes the darkness
Darker
Makes the eerie
Eerier
Makes the darkness
Darker
I remind myself
It’s better to see
Things as they are
To see the dark
In the darkness
Twice a Day an Island
This little bit of rock
Twice a day an Island
Momentary wilderness
Beyond an urban beach
Twice a day an Island
Momentary wilderness
Beyond an urban beach
Nature’s Afterglow
Is it aftermath
Or afterglow
When the storm is past
And the sun sinks low
Behind scattering clouds
Reflected in calming waves
Or afterglow
When the storm is past
And the sun sinks low
Behind scattering clouds
Reflected in calming waves
I suppose
It is a matter of perspective
As most extreme conditions are
So I tend to see the glow
And the storm?
Nature’s petit mort
Simplest Lines
I love to find
The simplest lines
In the complexity
Of nature
The simplest lines
In the complexity
Of nature
Though so reduced
In form I find
Her beauty
Undiminished
Builders We
Such prolific builders we
Who raze an endless stand of trees
Erecting concrete towers in their place
With geometric rigour lacking nature’s grace
We sunder her, retrain our eyes to see
Who raze an endless stand of trees
Erecting concrete towers in their place
With geometric rigour lacking nature’s grace
We sunder her, retrain our eyes to see
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