There Can Sometimes Be Heard a Crying in the Winds (Pinnacles National Park)

There Can Sometimes Be Heard a Crying in the Winds

While others might hear a sublime wonder of sounds sung

I have felt the cold wind of winter biting through stitches of clothes

Others have longed for a summer breeze on at ocean paradise

And yet here I stand wondering what emotion is felt

Hmm, I don't know

Maybe I should just sit down and enjoy it.

 

Another work of short poetry or prose to complement the image captured one afternoon in Pinnacles National Park while hiking the Jawbone Trail. The view is looking to the northeast with this national park landscape of sagebrush, evergreen trees, hillside and the more distant Balconies. My thought on composing this image was to angle my Nikon SLR camera slightly downward and create a more sweeping view, looking across this setting. The horizon would be brought higher into the image, but there would still be some blue skies and clouds to be that color contrast and complement the earth-tones in the lower portion of the image.

Done