what becomes of the song resonating in your head. your hand.and heart?
what are you drawn to as life flows by from here to there?
what is in between the bricks . inside the door . your foundation?
what does a quiet moment look like from where you stand?
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"what becomes of the song resonating in your head. your hand.and heart?" I can feel the spring spirit right across the waters.
i am drawn to the chords & buds of your blog.
xo
wow....just wow - your words really move me today.
I really would love a quiet few moments on the couch right now :)
This has a very pensive mood - I'm sure it has something to do with the tonalities of black and white and shades of gray.
It's very quiet here. But I can hear the wind blowing out there through these thick stone walls.
I have had a challenging day, this was a nice way to unwind, thank you :)
Buds and branches - even in the black and white - you can see spring is on it's way. Have a wonderful weekend Elk.
I am resonating to this quiet tune, Elk... More and more I am drawn to quiet, silence, stillness...for it is in the quiet moments that the inner voice can be heard in order to do better, be better, give better. I love this post... Happy Weekend :o) ((HUGS))
there is a softness here today that is so comforting ... thank you
oo i love this set of lines!! both photo'd lines and written lines...happy spring, e!!
Thank you for gently placing peace and beauty in the midst of my morning.
so many questions to ponder. such a peace here.
going to come back with thoughts,
for now... this is a beautiful gift.
What does a quiet moment look like? Well, I have to say I haven't got a clue, as I never seem to have one!!;)
I come here and I breathe easy.
i hear the song all the time, even in the
stillness
these are gorgeous! great reflective questions.
one love.
Stunning thoughts and photos.
Sitting here catching up on blogs feeling peaceful. Then I come here and leave feeling even more peaceful and with a smile on my face.
Thank you my friend.
Ahhh, from here to there... I have a dear friend who's been diagnosed with stage 4 cancer and we were talking about that GAP between living and... after. How the after part doesn't seem so scary but that transition, that liminal space in between is terrifying. And so, we decided to move into that gap, to peek round the edges and into the dark, to imagine the texture, the scents, the temperature... to give it shape and image.
Your post reminds me of this.
Thank you.
Lovely and thought provoking! Perfect for my Saturday morning.
Beautiful- lots of food for thought-
Annamaria xx
Love it! The music and light of my day!
sigh... beautiful. love that middle photo, a little out of focus withthe tree and telephone lines... makes me imagine getting lost in thought, drifting away, not really seeing as things go by... embedded in a moment of thought or feeling.
I had to look at this with & without the words, the perfect segue of images, the lines moving me just slightly with each image, here, now here, just a bit more, here, until I am inside looking out. A very well done post, ma'am. That space between everything - your words moving me also.
Debi
For me, there is nothing like strong hands on the guitar strings.
I love how black and white brings out the textures. It makes things more complicated by making them more simple. Beautiful photos.
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