Visual Poetry

It's true, I really did wake up to this view of the Himalayas while in Nepal last year. God's palette is always extraordinary, often quite complex. But there are other times when the Extraordinary sings with His palette a rather simple tune, in much the same way the strings on a cello sing when they are gently stroked with the bow.

Simple.

Pure.

Rich.

That was how the Himalayas sang that morning.

 

MUSIC: Jacqueline du Pré, Bach, Suites for Solo Cello No. 1 & 2

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