Something in my head.
With the daylight came clarity.
The night held terrors
loneliness despite the attempt
to blot it out with chemicals.
A mind running away
Will the daylight
prove the terror
or become just
fear unfounded
a dream.
The night held terrors
loneliness despite the attempt
to blot it out with chemicals.
A mind running away
Will the daylight
prove the terror
or become just
fear unfounded
a dream.
what a beautiful TRUE message! your photos are gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteThese wonderful photos remind me of some of Otto's and my excursions when we were living for a year in Australia. I have tried to work some of those marvelous geological patterns into some of my art work. The poem is thought-prevokong - and a little scary,
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for posting the photos and explanation of the sea. I love it! It is always fascinating for me to see the kinds of rock and shells in other parts of the world.
ReplyDeleteI can't imagine climbing over all those boulders. You must be in terriffic shape!
what a glorious and grand message!!!
ReplyDeletewonderful!
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