Walking as the day
slips into sunset and dusk
the world changes colour
the trees and grasses
even the rocks glow
the air is still and
everything is blanketed
with a calm quiet
even when the forest tunes up
with the song of cicadas
on the beach
of a little cove
I see a figure
someone's totem
let me flip him over
soft evening falls
bringing with it
a gentleness
and ease Oh Blessed day
Hello Delwyn,
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I love sunset and dusk when everything looks so different and glows in decent gold. This short moment is magical to me. The last two photos are my ideal dusk!
Your photos and words remind me of Japanese shortest poem “Haiku”. And I feel the essence of Japanese culture in your photos.
The danger from the deer’s horns exists for only deer’s mating season.
I climbed up Mt. Wakakusa, about 350 meters high hill. From the top, we can enjoy entire Nara City. Especially at sunset or dusk, the scenery becomes more profound and peaceful.
Best wishes,
keiko
Hi Delwyn, I've only just noticed that you are back in blogland! I have now just enjoyed catching up on your recent posts.. the whales, the ocean, the sunsets and the beautiful fauna and flora found on your walks. Thanks for dropping by!
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ReplyDeleteSteven...and he was. Tonight when I walked the coastal path he had been washed away...
ReplyDeleteI love twilight (or the gloaming) when the veil between the world's is the thinnest. It's purely magical. Awesome photos, Delwyn!! xo
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