solitude~
being with oneself
not an easy journey
facing you
no distractions
only you…
only you in your winter thoughts
as the imaginings turn into Spring rosebuds
as you petal your words to the universe
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the Artist
Artwork by unknown artist – St Margaret – WGA23519 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
the Artist~
intricate mind weaving
gentle river strength
meandering through the patterns of life
absorbing
pondering
branching out
noticing subtle distinctions
discovering nuances
delving into the solitude of mind
freshness buds forth
as imaginings take form
blessing us with
art
This Is What Fracking Really Looks Like
From Slate.com:
“What struck me very personally as an outsider was how any kind of industrial activity feels like an enormous intrusion, almost like a creature from outer space; these drills at night are almost supernatural,” Berman said.
“I looked for points where the industrial activity impacted these quiet rural landscapes, and I found at night was when things came alive, so I combined those pictures with more conventional documentary [style of ]subject-driven photography about people who were having serious health impacts.”
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whispers
seaburst foaming in the night
mysteries seem aflight
whispers riding on the crest of the waves
risking new love, coming out of the cave
moonbeam lantern reveals the soul
visions of hope waiting to be told
risking the dive into the deep
sirens luring wanting you to keep
water crystal spurts spiraling high
no longer alone, you fly to the sky
WaterSpraySurf (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Perseverance
we run from the womb into light
we run and play into the night
we seek the butterfly as it is carried by the wind
we seek forgiveness when we have sinned
we hope for friendship and love each day
NGC 602 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
we hope we can be all that we say
we believe that our longing will find the jewel
we believe that there is an answer for more than a few
we live within the heart of God
we live within and find ourselves awed
we become as one as we grow in love
we become at peace like the dove
Blessings to all writers!
early morning light
early morning light
tenderly comes into our day
softly encouraging us
to welcome our stay
sunshine,morning,sunny (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
whimsically entering
Mother Earth’s realm
touching flowers and grass
daintily taking the helm
honey on pumpernickel bread?
bread is such a warm delight!
flavorful in every bite!
pumpernickel is unique it seems–
fulfilling the hungry tummy’s dream
should I eat white or rye…
why not give pumpernickel a try?
SOURCE: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pumpernickel
Pumpernickel Bread
Pumpernickel is a typically heavy, slightly sweet rye bread traditionally made with coarsely ground rye. It is often made with a combination of rye flour and whole rye berries
i looked at the moon tonight
From the lunar eclipse tonight. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I looked at the moon tonight
It was the same moon I saw from my window in St. Michael when I was a kid
I looked at the moon tonight
It was the same moon I saw from my window when studying at Marquette
I looked at the moon tonight
It was the same moon I stared at from the steps at Pembridge Place
I looked at the moon tonight
It was the same moon whose light graced my path as I walked at midnight while on Kiriko Ridge
I looked at the moon tonight
It was the same moon I saw from the stairwell, looking through the window, in Ottawa
I looked at the moon tonight Sixty years later
It was the same moon…
Has anything changed?
I still am looking for that elusive love…
humanity’s dream
“Yesterday we obeyed kings
and bent our necks before emperors.
But today we kneel only to truth,
follow only beauty,
and obey only love.”
—Kahlil Gibran
Kahlil Gibran (Photo credit: Bruno Amaral™)
the sun rose in brilliance
golden streaks woke up across the sky
soft pastels of blue danced around the hue
on the water below lights sparkled in delight
as the children’s laughter filled the shore
the whispering waves saintly dove across each other
echoing crystals of love
carrying us intimately into being
Footprints of Thoughts 
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