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floating … {a summer scribble}
I lie down
on the lake …
Hot languid light:
Liquid green
at my back, and
a face full of sky — cielo.
See that blue, though —
a broken-open husk
of heaven.
No place to be.
Nothing to say.
Two palmfuls of cloud…
Let’s just lie here
and be still. ❤
It is well with my soul …
…For no other reason than because it’s Summer, and I’m alive and the world is green and every lake is full of sunset and the fireflies kiss the windowpanes at night, bestowing their gold like anointing oil.
And oh — my God — that’s enough. ❤
Potomac Creek, Virginia: Back to Black {& White}
I keep coming back to monochrome:
I come back to it like Home, over and over again, in spite of my wandering heart:
And I know what people say: That color is Real. That black and white is Romantic.
I can’t explain it, but I’ve always believed the opposite to be true…
(Do you see the ghost in the water? Do you see that you might step off the dock, and fall into the sky??)
Today, my wish for you is that you’d sling your camera strap over your shoulder and seek what’s true for your soul … That you’d see Truth with honest eyes…
Happy shooting! ❤
