delwyn, on my trip to canada's east coast this summer, i discovered that the richest and simplest songs are sung by the waves. thankyou for these lovely pictures. steven
The holy flute, what a beautiful line! I love the sound of the rolling waves so much. This W.B Yeats poem, the Lake Isle of Innisfree, I know it by heart: ...for always, night and day, I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore, while I stand on the roadway or on the pavements grey, I hear it in the deep heart`s core.
I don't think there's a melodic sound more beautiful or soothing than that of waves rolling ashore. The Holy Flute is perfect, absolutely perfect! And your photos are incredible! Thank you!
My parents home is full of ticking clocks and that metronomic song always makes me feel like I am in the space called home, but it also makes me feel harried... a strange dichotomy...
love the word temple in this little haiku-- are you back on Kauai? I received your latest wonderful letter which I plan to post soon.. have one almost ready to be sent off- I am a bit slow :-)
thanks for your visit and appreciating the holy flute with me. Gratitude is one of the most powerful emotions...It takes us from a world of 'have nots' to a world of 'haves' and fills us with renewed energy.
if a person looses his eyes tomorrow, what will be the last thing u showed him? if a person looses his hearing tomorrow, what will be the last thing for him to hear?
your haiku and photos have answered these questions for me. thanks, delwyn.
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delwyn, on my trip to canada's east coast this summer, i discovered that the richest and simplest songs are sung by the waves. thankyou for these lovely pictures. steven
ReplyDeleteThe holy flute, what a beautiful line!
ReplyDeleteI love the sound of the rolling waves so much.
This W.B Yeats poem, the Lake Isle of Innisfree, I know it by heart:
...for always, night and day, I hear lake water lapping
with low sounds by the shore,
while I stand on the roadway
or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart`s core.
Hi Steven
ReplyDeleteIt must be a primordial womb tune do you think...
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Thank you Angela, that is a great excerpt that I can relate to. I'll keep it safely for future reference.
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Rhythmical sounds, of any kind, are soothing. At the moment I can hear two ticking clocks, but I would much prefer the sound of waves!
ReplyDeleteI don't think there's a melodic sound more beautiful or soothing than that of waves rolling ashore. The Holy Flute is perfect, absolutely perfect! And your photos are incredible! Thank you!
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ReplyDeletewe have Buson to thank for that beautifully descriptive phrase...
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Hi Wanda
ReplyDeleteMy parents home is full of ticking clocks and that metronomic song always makes me feel like I am in the space called home, but it also makes me feel harried... a strange dichotomy...
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What a beautiful haiku to go with the pictures
ReplyDeletewonderful photos. I especially like the first one.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos. It is always so refreshing to be by the water & hear the waves crashing.
ReplyDeleteThe sea is patient, and sings to us, even when we are too busy to listen.
ReplyDeleteThe poem points to the sacred in Nature. Your photos of a roiling and a calm sea give us the cadence to Nature's song. Hope you are well, Delwyn.
ReplyDeletelove the word temple in this little haiku-- are you back on Kauai? I received your latest wonderful letter which I plan to post soon.. have one almost ready to be sent off- I am a bit slow :-)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos coupled with an equally beautiful and moving haiku. Thanks for this spare but lovely posting, Delwyn.
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ReplyDeleteI like your poems and your photos.
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I've always likened wave action to the heartbeat of God. It always draws me closer, no matter at what ocean edge I stand. Your photos are so lovely.
ReplyDeleteJust found your blog--lovely pictures and words!
ReplyDeleteoh i wish i wish i could hear the holy flute
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ReplyDeletethanks for your visit and appreciating the holy flute with me. Gratitude is one of the most powerful emotions...It takes us from a world of 'have nots' to a world of 'haves' and fills us with renewed energy.
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Those are beautiful landscape photos.
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ReplyDeleteIn the evening of Sep 22, you can see Meigetsu (full moon).
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ReplyDeleteI have noted Sep 22, Meigetsu
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exquisite delwyn!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful trio. I'd love to take a walk on that beach.
ReplyDeleteif a person looses his eyes tomorrow, what will be the last thing u showed him?
ReplyDeleteif a person looses his hearing tomorrow, what will be the last thing for him to hear?
your haiku and photos have answered these questions for me. thanks, delwyn.
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ReplyDeleteI have seen several time this opera ! Always vith *enchantement*. On top, as a décoratrice, I have apreciate the setting and the stage's decoration.
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ReplyDeleteStunning photos. I adore it.
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Painting were produced in China in the early centuries AD, but are not thought to have appeared in Western art until the Middle Ages, when they were incorporated as background elements in illuminated manuscripts and paintings.
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