Eye to the Sky (Explored)
Along the cliff edge is a natural vortex feature filled with water from recent rains. It is like an eye looking towards the heavens.
A vortex feature is formed as wind blows up and over the edge of the cliff face causing a vortex to emerge in the air. Sand particles get caught up in the vortex, slowly eroding a depression in the rock which grows ever deeper.
I entered this photo in a photography show and a local poet, Barbara J. Funke, wrote a poem. Thank you, Barbara! The title and poem follows:
Desert Look Out
by Barbara J. Funke
Blind sentry,
what news?
You are silent.
What ferocious wind
augured these deep
cycloptic layers of sand
that shadow the margins
down to your hollowed eye?
Your reservoir of green tears seems envious of all-seeing sky,
its blue and white-swirled
depths of light.
Without vision or insight,
your emerald iris can express
only what the sky says:
Speak. Repeat after me.
Eye to the Sky (Explored)
Along the cliff edge is a natural vortex feature filled with water from recent rains. It is like an eye looking towards the heavens.
A vortex feature is formed as wind blows up and over the edge of the cliff face causing a vortex to emerge in the air. Sand particles get caught up in the vortex, slowly eroding a depression in the rock which grows ever deeper.
I entered this photo in a photography show and a local poet, Barbara J. Funke, wrote a poem. Thank you, Barbara! The title and poem follows:
Desert Look Out
by Barbara J. Funke
Blind sentry,
what news?
You are silent.
What ferocious wind
augured these deep
cycloptic layers of sand
that shadow the margins
down to your hollowed eye?
Your reservoir of green tears seems envious of all-seeing sky,
its blue and white-swirled
depths of light.
Without vision or insight,
your emerald iris can express
only what the sky says:
Speak. Repeat after me.