nothing done
lost inside
the world where
the bees hide
snapped in a moment of wind
invisible can still be labelled
even if we can't see it
the nowness of the past
as ancestral face cast in stone
only in the moment
The past is now, appreciate the wisdom of your heritage as part of the present moment.
posted by dave at 11:02 PM
5 Comments:
The flag shot and the words remind me of a poem, like many other poems I write, that I have never post yet.
I'll post it tonight for you to check out. It's a tanka.
"... snapped in a moment of wind." So beautiful...
thanks ... kind words for an image taken and written to so spontaneously. cheers!
I love all the lines in triangulated. looks like it was tough to get the exposure right for both the sky and the (tent?). The framing reminds me of the judge from Pink Floyds the wall, all you need are a big set of balls hanging down.
Yeah watching that thing rise slowly all of a sudden all the lines started to appear. I really would have liked to get the exposure on the outside trees right because they were creating downward lines themselves but had to go with what I had at the moment nice floyd reference, i was just daydreaming about pink floyd, ah the good old days
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