A River Always Finds a Way

  A river always finds a way Under starry nights, through the light of day It will bend and redirect its course Running free and untamed like a wild horse Turning into a quiet mountain stream Only to disappear underground, a distant dream Resurfacing as a thundery waterfall Persistently following

Mystery Abides

Rite of Passage

Silhouette (II)

  In this majestic place A pristine North Dusk and dawn becomes one Bringing deep resonance forth A lava church of nature Rising from the seabed To this I humbly bow Life’s untouched calm silhouette ~ Kirkjufell, Grundarfjörður, Iceland Weekly Photo Challenge: Silhouette

Silhouette (I)

  A solitary silhouette Completing a moments composition Evening sky and quiet land A golden intermission The rush to get to nowhere Quelled for a timeless while Nothing to withstand At least for a sunset mile Embracing the mystery And simply Be Letting go To truly see ~ Weekly Photo

Sunlight Dances on Waves

  Peculiar Life… Sometimes we seem to walk in a haze Yet, sunlight still dances on waves ~

Zig Zag

  Do you run alone Or with a pack? Do you run straight Or do you zig zag? Are you being true To your own natural way? Feeling the winds of freedom Following the call of your inner day? Perhaps “How”, is less important After all, aren’t we just a

The Five Elements

Keeping Watch

Dreaming the Blue

  Dreaming the Blue Wild North, pure and true A mystical land The elements in command Breathing through my soul Life’s transparent, whole ~ Photographer: my good friend and wonderfully rude witch MrsRedHead Photography

No. 497

Originally posted on Author, C A Middleton:
Photo credit: hannetfisker.wordpress.com Minds Within The Blue. By CpSingleton © 2014 Into the blue you go, Where water meets and Sun forever shines. The roads and paths Are yours to navigate as You meld with your soul: A wandering mind Connected to Soft…

A Saga Untold

  A saga untold About to unfold Freedoms roar Dragons soar A völva’s gaze Cutting through the haze Golden snake uncurls Protecting the Earth Silent creation No separation The language of the elements Spoken with eloquence Mankind forgets We are no-one, and yet… A mystery; never born Does the rose

Contrast (II)

  Weekly Photo Challenge: Contrast

Contrast (I)

  Weekly Photo Challenge: Contrast

No. 437

Originally posted on Author, C A Middleton:
photo credit: hannetfisker.wordpress.com You are my queen, dear blue. Not a monarch to sit under and Avoid the gaze. A queen of serene beauty Unparalleled. A wise guide of Gentle walks through Meditation’s twittering forest. Life’s breath and Glorious scents At your command.…

Love is Love

  Love is love It remains the same Only the human experience of it Is in constant change Our hearts are created to love Love itself doesn’t bring pain Only when we shut it down For one Reason or the other, we are slain It’s beyond the story Allowing love

Between

  Between dusk and dawn In the space between spaces Dreamers are reborn ~   Weekly Photo Challenge: Between

Momentary Fantasy?

  Words spoken Hearts blown open Razing minds Keeping us blind To the magic of life We cut it out with a knife “Back to reality” some people say Going back to their daily lives in dismay Who decided that was ‘reality’ And freedom, innocence and love just a momentary

A present

I’m touched, somewhat surprised and humbly honored when it happens my photos for some reason inspire other creative souls… Thank you much Frédéric for this beautiful piece!

Life is a Painting

  Life is a painting Each brushstroke a story lived by Like clouds passing On an infinite blue sky Sometimes a story cracks open Letting the light shine through Touching a deeper sense Of what we know to be true Without the changing clouds The painting would be less The

The Path

  There are times, we know the path Yet dare not walk it. Other times we don’t know the path But walk it anyway. At times there is no path So, we create it, as we walk. And then there are moments beyond time Where the path dissolves And in

On a Sword’s Edge

  Walking on the crater crest Balancing life On a sword’s edge

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