Turloughmore Mountain (I)
The Elven Queen
The Elven Queen. By CpSingleton © 2014 Click here to view the poem Another picture in MrsRedHead Photography’s “Mists of Myths” series blessed with a beautiful poem from an incredible poetic soul. He truly knows how to capture the feel of mists, myths and magic living within this picture. Co-creation
Sea Tower of Wild
Wave Explosion (II)
Wave Explosion (I)
Waves, Cliffs and Sea; a Dance of Threes
Stirring Building Groaning Churning Smiling Teasing Poking Yearning The freedom to be The eye of love to see The life within you and me… ~ The words was called out by a comment-exchange with Michele D’Acosta on my previous post “Yggdrasill” If you have a moment or three to
Yggdrasill
Love is art A masterpiece of truth Art is Love Carrying eternal youth A bringer of inspiration To our world of worlds Listening deep To all the spoken And unspoken words Sensing What lies behind And in between Reaching ever further Into the infinite unseen Aliveness All around Every
Mists of Myths
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Mrs RedHead Photography has a remarkable eye for the mystical and magical. She knows how to capture a moment and turn it into a living and breathing myth. It takes a certain amount of skill and deep trust to call out the essence of…
In the Eye of the Storm
On Rainbow Hill tranquil and still a hidden sanctuary calling out simplicity protected, quiet and warm in the eye of the raging storm the only source of light a fire, a flame so bright reflected in eyes stealth and green a creature, so pure and serene candlelit limestone walls
Desert Shadow
Who are we in contrast to our shadow? “The colorful Arava Mountains stretches behind me as far as my eyes can see. A subtle yet deeply familiar sensation awakens in me, a sensation I throughout the years have come to trust. How will it be to walk from
February Moon
A foreign sound touching ancient Burren ground February Moon listening to a didgeridoo The wind let go opening wide Life’s One sacred soul