Cindy, I would like to share these so beautiful images with my readers. Thank you for this wonderful post! Hugs! Veraiconica

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Madam Butterfly,

drawn by sweetly scented flowers,
bearing scars of battles won.
Beetles drink the nectar too,
and the garden hums,
with the thrum of life.
Cheers to you from The Holler garden~

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Morning Quiet

Reflections Of Thursday

Burnt orange hues
Brush the canvas
Helios reaches for heaven

Silhouettes bathe
In dawn’s great brilliance
The darkened veil is lifted

Grey-blue strokes
Share the horizon
Gold-brown blades whisper

His golden hand
Touches and caresses
Gaia awakes in sweet rapture

Photography Credit https://flic.kr/p/dJqP4w

The Water Is Silent


The fish in the water is silent,

the animals on the earth are noisy,

the bird in the air is singing.

But man has in him the silence of the sea,

the noise of the earth

and the music of the air.

The meaning of our self

is not to be found in its separateness from God and others,

but in the ceaseless realisation of yoga,

of union.

The newer people,

of this modern age,

are more eager to amass than

to realize.

Photography Credit


ocean by Haze295 on Flickr.