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As once the winged energy of delight
carried you over childhood's dark abysses,
now beyond your own life build the great
arch of unimagined bridges.
Wonders happen if we can succeed
in passing through the harshest danger;
but only in a bright and purely granted
achievement can we realize the wonder.
To work with things in the indescribable
relationship is not too hard for us;
the pattern grows more intricate and subtle,
and being swept along is not enough.
Take your practiced powers and stretch them out
until they span the chasm between two contradictions
For the god wants to know himself in you.*
*Rainer Maria Rilke
Once at street (waterside) level, I could see the actual size of this inner-lit globe, it was enormous - the size of a house! No wonder it attracted spectators from all over Canary Wharf and probably from beyond (tourists may have been coming for the 'Winter Lights' attraction currently on display)
This series is from my tendril & drop photoshooting in August.
Organizing my archives I found these here...
Have a wonderful and lightfilled start into the new week!
A water lily exudes a cheerful, inner light.
Selected as a "Perfect Petals" 'Admin Pick of The Week.'
'Image of the Week' in "Water Lilies and Lotus Blooms."
'Admin's Choice' and 'Front Page' in "Perfection in Pictures" for September
Flickr Explore Front Page!
Best when viewed large, on black.
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Lo, how a rose e'er blooming,
From tender stem hath sprung.
Of Jesse's lineage coming,
As men of old have sung;
It came, a flow'ret bright,
Amid the cold of winter,
When halfspent was the night.
Isaiah 'twas foretold it,
The Rose I have in mind,
With Mary we behold it,
The virgin mother kind;
To show God's love aright,
She bore to us a Savior,
When halfspent was the night
O Flower, whose fragrance tender
With sweetness fills the air,
Dispel with glorious splendour
The darkness everywhere;
True man, yet very God,
From Sin and death now save us,
And share our every load.*
*The translation of the german christmas carol
"Es ist ein Ros' entsprungen..."
a fairy tale light and sky happening on the other side of the mountain... home cinema live from our garden!
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Last night we had lots of rain. This morning on my everyday walk into the vinyards
all the flowers and grasses were sparkling all over, it was fantastic. Though a little
difficult to photograph, just too much of light ;)) Only the photographs I took in the shade
of some other plants turned out ok.
Just a little note: I am so incredibly busy with the office and the family in these days...
so I won't be able to be visiting and commenting as I would like to. I will try to catch up
the next days or whenever I have some moments inbetween.
Out of the Rolling Ocean ...
Out of the rolling ocean the crowd came a drop gently to me,
Whispering I love you, before long I die,
I have travel'd a long way merely to look on you to touch you,
For I could not die till I once look'd on you,
For I fear'd I might afterward lose you.
Now we have met, we have look'd, we are safe,
Return in peace to the ocean my love,
I too am part of that ocean my love, we are not so much separated,
Behold the great rondure, the cohesion of all, how perfect!
But as for me, for you, the irresistible sea is to separate us,
As for an hour carrying us diverse, yet cannot carry us diverse forever;
Be not impatient--a little space--know you I salute the air, the
ocean and the land,
Every day at sundown for your dear sake my love.*
*Walt Whitman
Created for Textures Only challenge #100 - Facade. 2nd place winner!
Starter image from Acire111, thank you!
Many thanks to:
- (model) Lisajen Stock, DevART
- (wings) Pink Monkey Love, DevART
Textures - Inner Light and Golden groove, mine.
'The light that fills the sky
seeks it's limit
in a dewdrop on the grass'*
*R. Tagore
(thank you Bettina for this wonderful quote... I love it!)
Photograph mirrored and stiched together...
Here are some more of this series:
www.flickr.com/photos/lightspectrals/sets/72157594273143545/
Passing an open door in the old narrow lane I caught this very dark passage and the reflection of the light in the ceiling. The neighbourhood is full of life and colour with laundry on the dry, old ladies washing vegetables and chatting, small markets taking up more than half of the very narrow lane and the comings and goings of the day where people share their lives and there cannot be any secrets.
An old lady living here came through with a little white dog and wondered what I saw in this shabby place. I told her - life and beauty.
... I downloaded this free texture a few days ago and forgot where I found it. If you recognize your texture... please tell me so I can give you the credits for it :-)
It was quite a job to get the focus on the right spot (not that easy with f/2.8 and
handheld). Fortunately snails are sooo slow it works to focus just on this tiny,
little eye!