Marathon Water and Light

BETTER LARGE. A stark and beautiful contrast in color pallet for this shot from the beach in Marathon, Florida (The Keys). This clear water is typical of the beaches around the keys.

 

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A NEW DAY (JHWatkins)

 

A new day begins-

Earthbound-

Ethereal-

Flying around.

 

Unseen mists of morning-

Open ocean green,

Blue spouted spray queens in

Darkened emerald dreams.

 

Violent moodiness of

Ancient ocean floors-

Standing silent-

Stopped-

By solid sentinel gray doors.

 

Open your ears and hear

The ancient song-

We are a breath, one whisper

Then gone.

 

Gray white clouds in

Measured morning light,

Stretch forth ghostly hands

To distant horizon heights.

 

Flowing sands,

Rich soft pillows rising,

Foam waters rolled-

Reflectioned sweet-

Blessings stormy,

And daggered deep.

 

Footpaths fallen-

Though carefully called-

Lie brooding-

Waiting-

Silently enthralled.

 

Come,

Full-birthed,

Appearing quickly

Thing of ancient beauty-

Aging stars of light-

Bright brilliant singing,

Resisting evil night.

 

Bring your watchers

High and steep-

Strong on hidden walls,

Soft from winters sleep.

 

Unchained mystic music-

Mighty opening keys-

Darkened dormant dominions-

Breath of living wings.

 

Blown now by fire,

Frenzied furnace hot-

Desperate with desire,

Of beauty that is not.

 

Frozen mountain stars-

Regal, reigning,

Galaxies unfurled.

Swirling, dancing destinies-

On anxious alien worlds.

 

Future hope through

Eyes that can not see-

Guarded pathways of

Mundaned revelry.

 

Massive mountain darkness,

Night mystery and pearl,

Deadly wicked wonders,

No heavenly theme imperiled.

 

Dying dreams-

Sprung to life-

Soon escaped-

From winters white.

 

Ephemeral future-

Celestially veiled,

Tossed and lifeless,

Embattled and assailed.

 

Come forth now,

By seasons force,

To plans of old-

Now lend your voice.

 

Creation sounds,

That groan and sway,

Walking free forever-

With joy,

For one more,

Glorious

Day.

 

James Watkins 4/04

 

Done