Gratitude (I)
Gratitude For the Sun and the Clouds For the Grey and the Green For Silences and Sounds For Spaces and Spaces in Between ~
Gratitude For the Sun and the Clouds For the Grey and the Green For Silences and Sounds For Spaces and Spaces in Between ~
I hiked to the top, on my way back down I turned around and this sight met my eyes… December moon rising over Black Head, The Burren, Co. Clare, Ireland.
Clipped wings Facing rough winds Dark fire Broken lyre Haunting tunes Grieving natures misfortune When mankind marched on Depriving life’s pure song For his own good Something he sorely misunderstood ~
Listening To the howl of the wild Absorbing A glaciers blue light Fading Into mountain strong Sensing The winds solitary song Quietly And light-footed she disappears Touching A different sphere ~
Even through dark clouds and frozen still Life holds a mystical glow Pointing us in a direction We might sense but rarely know ~
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
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