LIVE WATER
Coursing through spring veins,
Being red or even not,
Live water, Life streams.
...............................RDS
.
.
Spring runoff, greening open fields and newly budding trees, life seldom is any better!
.
.
Thoughts along a camera-less brook.
.
A fine spring day near a sparkling surfaced brook, the sun is high and bright, blue sky is deep, crystalline, and multiple in the liquid brook below.
A small brown bud coat shed by a neighboring tree glides over this page every so often, another major event in the sequence of spring.
A flowing brook is an ever-changing sparkle, a study in contrasts, the rough and tumble commotion at stream’s center is surrounded by back eddies of solitude. The many faceted jeweled surface sparkling in reflected sunlight and the haloed darkness of shadows on rocky bed near the shore. Each rock and pebble, every reflected hill and hollow appears on its surface. Each point transforms the streambed’s shape to light.
A fine spring day means life, and life can be smelled in the air; it enters every pore. Awaken and observe, it is but a fleeting moment, an emotional state of mind, a culmination of a sequence of events. You have to be right for spring, it is but momentary, that special joining of the sun, water, air and you. RDS
A small brown bud coat shed by a neighboring tree glides over this page every so often, another major event in the sequence of spring.
A flowing brook is an ever-changing sparkle, a study in contrasts, the rough and tumble commotion at stream’s center is surrounded by back eddies of solitude. The many faceted jeweled surface sparkling in reflected sunlight and the haloed darkness of shadows on rocky bed near the shore. Each rock and pebble, every reflected hill and hollow appears on its surface. Each point transforms the streambed’s shape to light.
A fine spring day means life, and life can be smelled in the air; it enters every pore. Awaken and observe, it is but a fleeting moment, an emotional state of mind, a culmination of a sequence of events. You have to be right for spring, it is but momentary, that special joining of the sun, water, air and you. RDS
7 comments:
You have to be right for spring, it is but momentary, that special joining of the sun, water, air and you.
So beautifully put...and spring gently nudges us, to put us in the right frame of mind. So fleeting, yet something to treasure every year!
Enjoyed this gentle photo and poem. Thanks.
the smell of spring on the wind is such a joy after a long winter...your words evoke so many imagines that are right outside my door right now & i am most grateful for them!
the veins of life! life streams :)
"blue sky is deep, crystalline, and multiple in the liquid brook below."
you have to be here for it!!
happy spring
Beautiful - heartwarming and thoughtful.
beautiful....
Post a Comment