'Winter Still'

Tag: the Burren

'Winter Still'

Winter in the Burren (I)

There Will Be Flowers (II)

At the foot of Mullaghmore, the Burren.

There Will Be Flowers (I)

At the foot of Mullaghmore, the Burren.

April… ! (IV)

April… ! (III)

April… ! (II)

April… ! (I)

Life’s a Majestic Balancing Act

Being Observed

Kindred Spirit (VI)

Kindred Spirit (III)

Kindred Spirit (II)

Kindred Spirit (I)

Eradiating

  Those of you who’ve seen my previous little series on a sunset in black and white called “A Day Gone By I-III” and “What Simply Is” this is the light from the very same sunset reflected back from the cliffs…

Smiling Back at the Sun

  There are days The Atlantic waves Are crashing wild and tall Against the naked limestone wall Regardless of the force It doesn’t change its absence of course Remaining solid and still Revealing stealth beyond will On the surface the cliff reflects An apparent reality, superior and complex And yet,

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

Mullaghmore Reflection III

  Mullaghmore A Dreamers door To myths and magic The great unknown Mystery’s invisible shore ~

Mullaghmore Reflection II

  Mullaghmore Reflecting Life’s poetic core ~

Mullaghmore Reflection I

A Small Reflection in the Grander Tapestry of Life

Reflections on Perspective

Looking deep Into a boundless lake Of existence Of being Of life’s ache What do you see? Perspectives spinning What stories within Are winning? Is the sky blue Behind and underneath the clouds? Is the world turned upside down? Does it make you believe You are about to drown? Or

Awareness

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