Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Time of The Heart
High above the shore
stands the fool on the hill
Watching the setting sun,
while chanting the reflection –
“Use me while you can,
for if you but blink,
I will be gone
no more on this watch.”
— kenne
A Tucson Sunset — Image by kenne
Why I live in Tucson, “. . . take one as needed.”
The sky is more than blue,
it’s “Tucson blue”
as I walk the trails,
sometimes in pain,
but always convivial
in fellowship with nature
where there is strong
medicine in the air —
. . . take one as needed.
Landscapes draw inspiration,
subtle and complex
as an O’Keeffe painting,
everywhere you look
(with a trained eye)
stories of the past
can be heard
in your mind’s ear —
. . . take one as needed.
Allowing the mind
to enclose infinity
(yes, the mind can)
for the moment
to accommodate
all the sounds
all the smells
all observable images —
. . . take one as needed.
Diversity, a word
often heard when
describing the Sonoran desert
(the source of that concept)
and the purposes
all living things play
trying to be worthy
recipients of each breath —
. . . take one as needed.
Each day brings
an appreciation
of every moment,
that every second
does really count
as time builds moments
that will forever echo
off the mountains —
. . . take one as needed.
When not walking the trails
I continue learning,
learning about desert ecology
and the ways of the past
so that I can be part
of those people
who came before me
and sow their seeds —
. . . take one as needed.
Here we have city ways
and village ways,
a yin and yang
creating a special blend
allowing those who
dream to live in between
the Tucson blue
and the desert night stars —
. . . take one as needed.
— kenne
A Tucson Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Do not go gentle into the night
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
— Dylan Thomas
The Open Road — Image by kenne
“Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me, leading me wherever I choose…
Allons! whoever you are! come forth!
You must not stay sleeping and dallying there in the house, though you built it, or though it has been built for you….
Allons! be not detain’d!…
Allons! the road is before us!”
— Walt Whitman
Sonoran Desert Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Painted Sky At Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
— kenne
Blackett’s Ridge Trail Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
It’s the way we move toward each other
at night, tired, giddy after a day together
or a day apart, flush with newborn plans
for a holiday from daily life, in reality.
We are festive and free-floating. We are
poured out like a bucket of wild berries.
— from “Summer Surprised Us” by Edward Hirsch
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