Photo Credit: Exploring Chán Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars of light are giving off the rich fragrance of cinnamon and fulfillment, the long tapers of cattails are bursting and floating away over the blue shoulders of the ponds, and every pond, no matter what its name is, is nameless now….
Month: July 2020
“The Sun Went Down in Beauty”
Photo Credit: poets.org The sun went down in beauty Beyond the Mississippi side, As I stood on the banks of the river And watched its waters glide; Its swelling currents resembling The longing restless soul, Surging, swelling, and pursuing Its ever receding goal. The sun went down in beauty, But the restless tide flowed on,…
“The Lake Isle of Innisfree”
Photo Credit: bunpeiris.org I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin built there, of clay and wattles made; Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honey bee, And live alone in the bee-loud glade. And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping…
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