Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ Riding the waters at Balnarring Beach in the early hours of an Autumn morning.
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One Single Impression #59 ~ Live Water
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Shimmering surf lines
Rippling or crashing wave song
Voice of live water
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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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12 comments:
This is a voice I am always happy to hear.
Something so simple, yet joyful. All of our senses delight in water.
Yes, what is this lure to water...to float unaware like a waterbug, just in the moment, swirling arms and kicking legs, we just float in a magic sea of joy. Maybe it's a primal birthing rite...who knows, but just to walk the shore, waves lapping at heals is something I long for...I live too far from the sea and the healing waters...that is a certain.
Hope your weekend was wonderful, watching pony's in the surf...ahhhh, paradise! Maybe I'll haunt the surf of the Mighty Mississippi today, hunting for shadow shots no doubt...big bunny hugs my dearest friend too...
sharon
Water is such a great comfort. This was lovely, including the photograph!
Really enjoyed this, nicely captured an essence of water.
I love your poem. I grew up on the other side of the Pacific (California) and always loved autumn at the beach, the movement of the waves made me think of the ocean as a wild living creature.
I could hear the sound. Ao alive!
drumming water
music to my ears...one of my very favorite sounds!
The difference between these images and sounds and 'dead water' is palpable.
Thanks for the words, but I like the photo best!
And a lovely song it is!
looks like it's a bit overcast... a chill in the air and water... beautiful words....
lovely poem and beautiful picture- thanks for sharing!
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