The farther up into sky, the farther below into sea, lies darkness everywhere, both above heads and beneath feet. Yet we focus on all colors but the one still rippling truth through the waters of what was once an innocent soul.
I took this photo of a fountain at midday. I just love the way the reflections of the sun play on the waves.
I don’t know if the sprinkler pictured is supposed to look like this or if it’s broken or whatevs, but I like water and I like how the water looks running across the rocks.
Just wanted to share a picture I took with my phone's camera (it's 3.2 mega pixel, whatever that means). Maybe I'll post more pictures in the future. You know, so you have an idea of when I'm going through writer's block. lol 🙂
You swim in your bed of liquid bliss, flowing with currents and splashes underneath, giving no thought to what’s beyond or above, only traveling beyond if it’s what you do or rising above if it’s in your nature, paying no heed to winter in full bloom or the draft of suffering winds. You simply move… Continue reading Beneath The Winds