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Yes, The Sun   Leave a comment

Sedona Sunrise — Image by kenne

Words at Daybreak

Before beginning in earnest,
without meanings to identify them,
they emerge like figures behind a gray curtain.
The dark flock on the foggy horizon
defers arrival. Engaged in some play
of its own making, it circles and drifts.
Still, fricative, almost particulate songs
filter down, silting along the gray shore.
They summon the ear to something, to something.

— Tess Taylor

Lake Woodlands Sunrise   Leave a comment

Lake Woodlands Sunrise (May 25,2010) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Meditation means keeping one mind.
You must understand – what is life?
What is death? If you keep one mind,
there is no life, no death.
Then if you die tomorrow, no problem;
if you die in five minutes, no problem.

— Seung Sahn

Good Morning World!   1 comment

Good Morning World! (Sonoran Desert Sunrise) — Images by kenne

Saguaro Sunrise   Leave a comment

Saguaro Sunrise — Image by kenne

“The passage into mystery always refreshes. If, when we work, we can look once a day upon the face of mystery,
then our labor satisfies. We are lightened when our gifts rise from pools we cannot fathom. Then we know they are
not a solitary egotism and they are inexhaustible.”

— Lewis Hyde

January Sunrise, Tanuri Ridge   2 comments

January Sunrise, Tanuri Ridge — Image by kenne

What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.

— from Four Quartets by T. S. Eliot

The West Continues To Burn   1 comment

Forest Fires In Western States Transforms The Skies Over Tucson — Sunrise Image by kenne

Morning Sunlight — Saguaro National Park   Leave a comment

Saguaro Sunrise-art-72Morning Sunlight in the Saguaro National Park – East — Photo-Artistry by kenne

 

Sonoran Desert Sunrise   1 comment

Romero PoolsSonoran Desert Sunrise — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Sonoran desert

The spirit is enlightened

A silent knowledge.

— kenne

Walking The Shoreline At Sunrise   Leave a comment

Playacan Sunrise-72.jpgWalking The Shoreline At Sunrise (Playacar Beach) — Image by kenne

 

Sun Setting On Sun   3 comments

Sunsets, Training, On The Montains SnowSun Setting On Sun — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Sun setting on sun
Clear eyes and attentive mine
A winter solstice.

— kenne

 

Desert Sunrise Photo-Artistry   Leave a comment

Sunnrise-Edit-3-art-blog.jpgDesert Sunrise Photo-Artistry by kenne

A haunting morning
Transforms a normal
And simple aesthetic
Trying for unsettling
Depths of darkness.

— kenne

 

Galveston Island Sunrise   5 comments

Galveston (74 of 106) II-Edit-2-Editart blogGalveston Island Sunrise — Photo-Artistry by kenne

 

The Desert Sun Is Heating Up   Leave a comment

Turkey Creek TrailDesert Sunrise — Digital Art by kenne

Another morning
getting up at five
providing several
hours cool hours
before the sun
heats up the day —
just another day
of neither adding
or taking away, but
I don’t give a damn.

— kenne

Douglas Spring Trail   Leave a comment

Douglass Spring-6346. blogHiking Douglas Spring Trail — Image by kenne

Tomorrow’s Sabino Canyon Volunteer Naturalists (SCVN) Friday hike will be on the Douglas Spring Trail in the Rincon Mountains. For the first time in several years, I will not be participating. I will miss being on this hike.

A flat start into the morning sun
Hikers leaving behind long shadows
On a trail that will soon disappear 
As we start our climb in
The mountain’s shadow, stopping
Only to watch things themselves
Letting the sun and earth
Go about their changes.

— kenne

Saguaros At Sunrise   Leave a comment

MMM 02-04-13Saguaros At Sunrise — Image by kenne

The Capture of Mr. Sun

The sun is a lion
     circling his cage,
Caught for you, brought for you
     on this wheeled stage,
Through fixed bars glaring
     his wrath and his rage
Like a pen for the baby
     or bedrails in old age.

The lion is a sunflower
     with a broad gold face,
Its petals outstreaming
     like a mane or the rays
Of that candescent Power
    we all watch pace
Through the gendering heavens
    on its circuit of days.

The flower is tracing
     the sun on its rounds;
The carnival moves through
     its orbit of towns;
The lion's cage rolls
     your streets up and down
Where be pads and we shiver
     at his smile, his frown.

-- W. D. Snodgrass

 

 

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