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open to life’s flow
the dust of generations
is the air we breathe
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unbound
feel your hollowness hallowedness
open to life’s flow
bird song reverberates through the
slender stalk of your spine
head bowed toward heart listening to
the music of just being
feel the tingle of hands and face
arms legs fingers toes every space between ribs and joint sockets pockets of
breath
in lungs expanding
contracting
expanding beyond the singularity of
you
towards me and everyone every blade
of grass not yet visible beneath the quilt of snow and soil below
all accounted for
present
and then
far far out through soft cotton sky
into velvet darkness
blinking to adjust among pinpoint
stars of light and worlds
worlds not yet imagined
not yet imagined
rest here awhile floating wondering
wandering in the dust of every generation
and now
spiral down in and in
and in so near to a branch on the
ground fallen from a great height
or so it seems from this perspective
broken by the weight of snow
what was far is close enough to touch
the fibers of wood reveal a fragile
crystal heart dissolving
you
the only witness to this particular
moment fading
and you touch your own heart
mittened hand on coat on sweater on
shirt on skin on bone feel song reverberating inside
listen once more to the symphony of
you and me and all that was will be and is happening right now
feel your hollowness hallowedness
opening opening to life’s flow as
together we breathe
everything seen and unseen into being
this awakened dream of time distilled
for another breath
unbound
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Our World Tuesday
Tones on Tuesday
Our World Tuesday
Tones on Tuesday
As you can tell from the last post
and now this one I'm really enjoying these little wildflower survivors. The
beauties on today's post were found in the woods on a morning wander earlier
this week, just beyond the fenced part of our yard. The macramé and fringe are
from my tallit, (prayer shawl) that I wear each morning for silent
meditation and morning prayers. The sky photos were my first meditation
practice when I awoke today, however, looking up out the windows above our bed
the softness pleaded with me to take my camera to different windows around the
house and really look at the subtleties just after dawn. There was still a bit
of blue then, but now clouds have filled in the space, gathering for our next
predicted storm. The birds were singing joyfully, there have been more and more
joining the morning symphony each day. They seem unconcerned about the
impending snowfall, drawn by the increase of light. I love listening to them
when I sit in silence and then they harmonize with my chanting as I pray. I am
indeed feeling grateful for this day.
Gorgeous, both your photos and your words.
ReplyDeleteHappy Tuesday!
Great shots
ReplyDeleteLove it
Now here's a great photographer and poet! I'll have a look around your blog because I want to see more!
ReplyDeleteJust beautiful.
Again, some beautiful photos to ponder. You have such talent. As far as your poem, I really like:
ReplyDelete"feel your hollowness hallowedness
opening opening to life’s flow as together we breathe everything seen and unseen into being
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Especially 'hollowness hallowedness' -- beautiful word usage.
love this...you have such an eye for the beauty around us and we sometimes find it in the tiniest things...esp. loved also the listening more to the symphony of you/me and the things happening right now...speaks to me for living in the moment...an art as well
ReplyDeleteI love the flowery fringes ... wonderful images! Bountiful blessings!
ReplyDeleteSuch lovely and peaceful thoughts Laura ~ You make me appreciate the flowing and beholding of these simple joys ~
ReplyDeleteWords and pics in perfect harmony.
ReplyDeleteGreat series!! Boom & Gary of the Vermilon River, Canada.
ReplyDeletenice...love that first tiny verse....it connects the past and those who came before with our present...and there is almost a reverence feel to it...or perhaps to life....smiles...i am grateful as well...
ReplyDeleteLove this, Laura! Was hearing the flowers beneath the snow myself this afternoon, so I can relate. Beautiful pics, too. Thanks for this! :-)
ReplyDeleteas always...grateful for the amazing spirit that shines through in every post Laura...especially so today. Love the photo's...the little survivors...wonderful!
ReplyDeleteLove your photographs and the poem. I especially like the repetition of "hollowness hallowedness" which ties the end back to the beginning.
ReplyDeletewondrous images... Were you the reader? I'm grateful for hearing the rhythm of your words. I am not sure that I understand it all, but I am drawn to the idea of being a symphony with you.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous macros, Laura. There's something about the bits of the garden left to overwinter that is truly beautiful...and remarkable when captured like you have done.
ReplyDeleteIt's amazing how winter not only exposes our hollows, but somehow helps heal them.
ReplyDelete...this awakened dream of being--in all which seen and unseen, of time distilled for another breath...unbound.
Always love your writing, photos, and other words, however dispensed. Thank you, Laura
Love this love that you find beauty everywhere.
ReplyDelete"unbound" indeed - your work is as always inspired and inspiring... so much to love here; found myself drawn and re-drawn to the very last close-up that's either 4(?)strands of string or rope ... they're glistening it appears and mesmerizing, at least to me...very fine work Laura
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The dust of generations is the air we breathe.... Such a tiny whisper of profound truth. Love the photos as well!
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mercy
this was amazing, doing meditation with you, with photos....fabulous!
I love the first three photos!
ReplyDeleteLovely poem, Laura! And your wildflower survivors look beautiful, lovely captures. Thanks for sharing, have a happy day!
ReplyDeleteYour photos are beautiful, the last three are lovely examples of light and contrast.
ReplyDeleteI love the little dried wildflowers Laura!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written and so filled with meaning Laura.
ReplyDelete~you have put in a place peace this morning...sigh...just what i was looking for...much love light and blessings~
ReplyDeleteI'm having a little trouble with my computer, so I hope my comment doesn't duplicate. What I wrote prior, is that this is an absolutely beautiful meditation. I am grateful for it and I thank you Laura.
ReplyDeletehello laura!
ReplyDeleteYour blog is beautiful, your images fascinate, congratulations on your great
work!
His gaze through the lenses show us a world very beautiful!
I would appreciate your visit on my blog and also for your friendship
that to me is very important!
Greetings from Brazil.
Adriano.
http://clikwebbr.blogspot.com.br/
Lovely light and tones in these images.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous pictures and beautiful images in your poem
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photo meditation..along with the wonderful poem. I love survivor flowers too but I've never articulated why ...you do it beautifully.
ReplyDeleteWhat gorgeous abstract shots and such lovely words.
ReplyDeleteDear Laura, I never met anyone who is so in love with life as you are. Love your images, they show the covert beauty in the hidden, and one can see the beauty in them, through your eyes.;)
ReplyDeleteThank you for stopping by recently and I likewise apologize for the lack of my visits, life has been keeping me busy, but in a good way.;)
xoxo
both images and poem are lovely. meditative.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful heavenly picture you show Laura - wish you a good day / good new week :) Hanne Bente
ReplyDeleteThe flowers remind me of bells. Feather soft bells, but still bells!
ReplyDeletelove the photo essay, and your words are wisdom.
ReplyDeleteesp love this juxt. " and you touch your own heart
mittened hand on coat on sweater on shirt on skin .."
beautiful
Snart faller de vissna blommorna ner och det kommer nya i vackra färger.
ReplyDeleteDet är det som är bra med våren och sommaren den ger oss glädje,
Ha en fin torsdag
Kram Mtea
These are gorgeous shots, and pretty sky too!
ReplyDeleteHello, sweet Lady! What wonderful photos--they fill my eyes. Of course, my favorite was the heart!!! Wow! ((hugs)) Hope this note finds you well and happy, my Friend. I have the flu--I think it's going into my sinus, so am a bit miserable at present. Time for a hot cup of honey water! ((hugs))
ReplyDeleteWell, phooey! I just commented and blogspot didn't put it through. ARGH! lol I love all of these photos--but, of course, my favorite is the heart. It is a stunningly beautiful photo which fills my eyes.
ReplyDeleteI have the flu, which has gone into a sinus infection, so I'm pretty miserable at this moment. lol I'm off to make myself a cuppa hot honey water! Honey has natural antibiotic and healing properties. (grin)
((hugs)) Have a beautiful day, my lovely Friend.
I love those black and white images!
ReplyDeleteWonderful images and lyrics. I love it!
ReplyDeleteWonderful series of photos for the day and beautiful words to match! Have a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteLovely shots and words.
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of being open to life's flow and being unbound. There is freedom in that and so many possibilities. The image of the fringe from your prayer shawl is really unique! Lovely post :)
ReplyDeletewow Laura this images are amazing.
ReplyDeleteSimply tremendous!
ReplyDeletelovely ;)
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always love ur clicks
ReplyDeletehappy Skywatch Friday
Reflections
Thank you for this.
ReplyDeleteI am grateful that you and I are in this world at the same time.
Blessing, light and love !
Happy March !
wow, wonderful pictures and your header is fantastic1
ReplyDeletegreetings from germany!
Your B&W photos are great!
ReplyDeleteI love your photos!
ReplyDeleteWonderful post, Laura!
ReplyDeleteHave a nice weekend:)
When I started breathing again, all I could think of was . . . spectacular.
ReplyDeletesuch an enlightened being and post ~ Divine poem and photography ~ ^_^
ReplyDeleteListening to the poem was amazing. Enjoyed your photographs and words so much.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful monochromes!
ReplyDeleteThank you Laura.
ReplyDeleteI especially love listening to you read
your poetry aloud.
♥♥
Um sequência de extrema delicadeza e beleza. Um abraço!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post! Poem, haiku, photos - all combine to a calming meditation. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteWonderful words and photos, Laura....
ReplyDeleteWonderful B&W pics, Laura:)
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wonderful presentation! thanx for your lovely weekend flowers :)
ReplyDeleteGorgeous B&W shots. The poetic words are just as gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteso grateful i am here, before dawn, while the sky lets go of nights last stars and before all the singing out begins; to savor your voice, your love, your adoration of all life, all cycles, every strand of love.
ReplyDeletethank you for your generous outpouring of grace.
Is it safe to say that we are breathing the same air that Abraham Lincoln, and Gandhi and Rosa Parks all breathed?
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Beautiful shots. Hope you'd find time to visit my entry.
ReplyDeleteWonderful all of it. Praying for Ellie.
ReplyDeleteLovely shots and words!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing so much beauty Laura!
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Hope you are having a wonderful weekend****
You take from and give so much beauty into your world. And I'm so appreciative that you share it.
ReplyDeleteSo sorry to hear about Ellie. I will keep her in my best thoughts. I know how precious our four-legged friends are.
Oh Laura..I loved listening to you read and your voice sounds good and I am happy for that.. sigh.. breathe.. breathe..I am saving this one. I love it.. hugs..Michelle
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photography! Ellie s in my prayers!
ReplyDeletefabulous black and white flowers.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photographs! I especially favored the leaf, but enjoyed the black and white contrast photos too!
ReplyDeleteThank you for coming by sharing your creative photography on Weekly Top Shot #72!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing your blue.
ReplyDeleteHappy Blue Monday, Laura.
Beautiful photos. I played too. Mine are here and here.
ReplyDeleteoh i am so sorry about you pups,,,read about his seizures in your sidebar...i hope they are gone or....
ReplyDeletedef will say a prayer..
pretty pretty! Love the light in your banner photo, too!
ReplyDeleteLaura your post made me think about the Ladies whose care required that I change my life. It also reminded me of our many canine companions who have required care like a baby. My heart is with you Laura. I pray for Elsie.
ReplyDeleteSo lovely, they are true survivors and a reminder of all the wonderful aspects of life in this world! And beautiful captures too:)
ReplyDeleteThat is a soft-looking sky indeed, very pretty! But it's your winter wildflower photos that beguile me! They look like silvery tassels. Love your other photos too, especially the last one - so much drama in a simple piece of fiber!
ReplyDeleteI was also reading about your precious Ellie, and am sending healing thoughts. Our border collie mix Willow had a couple of seizures a couple of years after we adopted her (so she was about 4 at the time). Our vet recommended treating here with acupuncture. Willow had 3 in-office treatments (which she seemed to enjoy), followed by a couple of weeks of at-home treatment with some tiny acupuncture "band-aids" (that had some very tiny acupuncture needles on the sticky side) that our vet placed in a couple of spots on the underside of her ear flaps. I had to gently press them a couple times a day. After that, Willow never had another seizure and is now a healthy, energetic 13 year old. Might be worth a try for Ellie!
Exquisite pictures with that light on the ropes so poetic, I love.
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