Out of stillness, listening
A distant voice is heard.
Darkness flees tear-felt eyes
With every heart-felt word.
Noiseless, dark clouds flee
Stillness of silent listening,
Pursuing others relentlessly,
Deaf to distant voices heard.
Out of stillness, listening
For distant voices heard
Silent seclusion steals away.
Its vision proved absurd.
.......................................RDS
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REFLECTIONS AT SAPSUCKER WOODS.
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The absolute stillness of the water contrasting with the clouds moving quickly overhead gave one pause, a reason to stop along the trail. The mood of the woodland pond changed as the clouds passed by the sun, sometimes somber, other times cheery. .
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Looking down to see the sun and sky,
Looking down to glimpse the tree tops,
The wonders of a woodland pond.
.............................................RDS
9 comments:
your photos are very good. i will check back periodically. thanks.
nikonsniper
Hearing silence is a beautiful and profound experience.
These photos are spectacular - and your words ring true - creating a feeling of nature and knowing.
I'm liking your repetition of the distant voices heard.
Do you suppose you have captured the way our dogs feel when they think they are on to something? Then it turns out to be nothing, very disappointing.
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Very nice sensory exploration in your words.
Out of stillness listening... lovely line. Your photos are beautiful too.
I love 'hearing silence'..the photos of the reflections are stunning. A bit of heaven in NY....Michelle
Really cool reflections!!
Oh my gosh...the stillness in both your words and photos makes one stop to pause in wonder. So beautiful, RDS!
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