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The Guitar   3 comments

Guitar (1 of 1)-2 art blog-2“The Guitar” — Photo-Artistry by kenne

The Guitar

The weeping
of the guitar begins.
Wineglasses shatter
in the dead of night.
The weeping
of the guitar begins.
It’s useless
to hush it.
It’s impossible
to hush it.
It weeps on monotonously 
the way water weeps,
the way wind weeps
over the snowdrifts.
It’s impossible
to hush it.
It weeps for things
far, far away.
For the sand of the hot South
that begs for white camellias.
Weeps for arrows without targets,
an afternoon without a morning,
and for the first dead bird
upon the branch.
Oh, guitar!
Heart gravely wounded 
by five swords.

— Federico García Lorca

Stealth Butterfly   Leave a comment

SCVN Nature Walk 08-15-12, Marshall GulchArizona Sister Butterfly in Stealth Mode — Image by kenne

“Sweet freedom whispered in my ear
You’re a butterfly
And butterflies are free to fly
Fly away, high away bye bye”

— from “Someone Saved My Life Tonight” by Bernie Taupin / Elton John

Nicaraguan Children   2 comments

RainbowSister and Brother in a Small Village in the Rural Mountains of Nicaragua (November 2007) — Image by kenne

Locked in a world
Too young to understand,
Little sister and little brother watch,
not sure of what to think.

Disengaged, toneless and still —
Not out of fear, only wonder,
Each inviting attention
With slightest of a smile.

Gathered as one,
Strength in their numbers
Belonging to each other
Caring and concern in their eyes.

kenne

We Stand At The Altar Of Nature   Leave a comment

Mt. Lemmon TrainImage by kenne

Standing At The Altar Of Nature

When we stand at
the altar of nature,

we stand with the greats;
Ralph Waldo Emerson,
Henry David Thoreau,
and John Muir,
each having helped define
our relationship
with nature and language —
“every natural fact is a symbol
of some spiritual fact,
. . . words are signs of natural facts.”

Nature’s beauty becomes
a source of spiritual energy
connecting all things
into a universal whole
with the energy of our
thoughts and will.

We stand at nature’s altar
not separate from her,
seeing us in the flowers,
insects, animals, mountains,
creating a unified landscape
of our inward and outward senses.

Like all relationships,
the experience depends
on the degree of harmony
between us and nature,
therefore becoming a gift
granted while walking with nature
as she is embraced in our minds –
Enlighten, she shares her secrets,
making the universe more “transparent.”
Yet the gift may only offer a glimpse,
to be shared in images and words,
charming all living things.

kenne


Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. — John Muir

Carpenter Bee on Mountain Marigold   1 comment

Bee on Mountain Marigold blogCarpenter Bee on Mountain Marigold — Image by kenne

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

— W.B. Yates

 

The Cord Is Really Never Cut   Leave a comment

Galveston (52 of 106)-2 blog-IIDaughter Jill and Mother Joy Celebrating Joy’s Birthday

Galveston (54 of 106) blog IISharing one of life’s present moments. — Images by kenne. July 28, 2010

Mother, daughter
the cord is really never cut
even after death.

— kenne

Ah, Where Have They Gone . . .   Leave a comment

Ray Wylie Hubbard (1 of 1)-7-Art.jpgRay Wylie Hubbard — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“Ah, where have they gone, the amblers of yesterday? Where have they
gone, those loafing heroes of folk song, those vagabonds who roam from
one mill to another and bed down under the stars? Have they vanished
along with footpaths, with grasslands and clearings, with nature?”

— Milan Kundera

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