there’s nothing more beautiful than the way
the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline,
no matter how many times it’s sent away.
~ Sarah Kay
A few trembling leaves still cling
to the bare winter branches
waving and whispering in the chill wind.
… we wait for the blessed hope—
the appearing of the glory of our great God and Savior, Jesus Christ
~ Titus 2:13
The poetry of the earth is never dead.
~ John Keats
It was when I was happiest that I longed most…
The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing…
to find the place where all the beauty came from.”
~ C.S. Lewis, “Till We Have Faces”
Mesmerized by whispers of the waves
reciting a salty-sweet poem
each line similar, yet unique
full of soothing, and yearning, and exquisite grace.
Sinking sun sets grove of trees aflame,
sending sparks dancing skyward,
to become stars burning steady and resilient.
I love the impressionism this form of long exposure photography gives by ICM (Intentional Camera Movement while the shutter is open).
It indulges my more fanciful musings
On my Rockies road-trip I met these tall silent sentinels
– keepers of the forest, guarding the mountain paths.
Their feet were dirty but their hearts were glowing,
standing proud of their place in Creation.