Monday, 9 October 2017

NIGHT SKY (Two Loons - Anglin Lake)

Still the greatest mystery: Staring up into the night sky. The vast array. The splayed infinitesimal & endless. How we plunge forward with the details of the moment. Like drops going over the cataract. & yet… & yet….the cosmos sits around us contained & containing. I slow my mind. I open my inward eyes. I enter the emptiness that enfolds… that enfolds all. So delicate. So durable. I dare not breathe. The inspiration ends. Hold. Hold. Hold. Now….release.


















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