Beyond the threads of Time
Is the realm of the Endless Spirit…
Remembering painted clouds
Haunting the horizons of seascapes…
Dreaming of deep valley lights
Awakening the soul of darkness…
But the Endless Spirit is
A Wanderer…
A Rider…
A Seeker…
Waiting to live a life
Again…
Far away…
An island…
A mountain…
Last warmth before lands of ice…
Whispers of Alchemy from the Huon…
Stony Ground…
Land’s Edge…
Dark Wind…
Voices
On a harp and a dulcimer…
Or
Golden fields…
Laced with the smiling kiss of breathless skies…
Mountain lakes…
Blessed with the secrets and colours of Inuit legend…
A northern land…
Of northern lights…
Autumn dreaming…
Or
Nature’s somewhere beyond the southern seas…
A land of sultry summers, ancient forests, wild coasts
And winters draped in mystical snows…
Sacred peaks embraced by sacred blue waters…
Celestine magic in the mist…
Beyond the threads of Time…
To travel old journeys…
To re-visit a moment…
To breathe new air…
To be the Endless Spirit…
I measure out my life with haiku. My camera films my soul. ~ Gemma Wiseman
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- A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken. ~James Dent
- Autumn is an introspective season when stray thoughts of the mind dive into the mystique of the soul - Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn is the bridesmaid of Summer and the flowergirl of Winter ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Autumn whispers the tones of yesterday in a minor key ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Love is born / With a dark and troubled face, / When hope is dead / And in the most unlikely place; / Love is born, / Love is always born. - Michael Leunig's Christmas Song Cycle "Southern Star"
- Spring paints the stars of heaven in Earth colours ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Summer sizzles with a sibilant hush / Broken by dreams of / Clinking ice ~ Gemma Wiseman
- The object of a new year is not that we should have a new year. It is that we should have a new soul. - G.K. Chesterton
- Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all. - Stanley Horowitz
- Winter is the fire, simmering lonely in the soul ~ Gemma Wiseman
- Winter is the shadow, the etching of the seasons in the mist ~ Gemma Wiseman
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