You’ve got to jump off cliffs and build your wings on the way down.
Life has loveliness to sell, all beautiful and splendid things, blue waves whitened on a cliff, soaring fire that sways and sings, and children’s faces looking up, holding wonder like a cup. -Sara Teasdale quotes
A man of wisdom delights in water. -Confucius
The marsh, to him who enters it in a receptive mood, holds, besides mosquitoes and stagnation, melody, the mystery of unknown waters, and the sweetness of Nature undisturbed by man. -Charles William Beebe (1906)
They sing of the grandeur of cliffs inland,
But the cliffs of the ocean are truly grand;
And I long to wander and dream and doubt
Where the cliffs by the ocean run out and out.
To the northward far as the eye can reach
Are sandhill, boulder, and sandy beach;
But southward rises the track for me,
Where the cliffs by the ocean run out to sea.
Friends may be gone in the morning fair,
But the cliffs by the ocean are always there;
Lovers may leave when the wind is chill,
But the cliffs by the ocean are steadfast still.
They watch the sea and they ward the land,
And they warn the ships from the treacherous sand;
And I sadly think in the twilight hour
What I might have been had I known my power.
Where the smoke-cloud blurs and the white sails fill,
They point the ships to keep seaward still;
And I think—Ah, me!—and I think—Ah, me!
Of the wreck I’d saved had I kept to sea.
Oh! the cliffs are old and the cliffs are sad,
And they know me sane, while men deem me mad.
Oh! the cliffs are firm and the cliffs are strong,
And they know me right, while men deem me wrong.
And I sometimes think in the dawning gray,
I am old as they, I am old as they;
And I think, I think that in field and town
My spirit shall live till the cliffs come down
My love of photography is a passion I have had since I was a child. I am not a portrait photographer, but love to capture people during moments of quietude, that illuminate their passions.
I was looking out the window of the Monterey Bay Aquarium, in Monterey CA, last November, and saw this woman photographing the scene in front of her. I just had to capture her photographing the black commorants and the seals on the rocks.
I am finding that I need a sense of calm in my life, lately. Issues have been clouding my tranquility, so I have taken to posting some photographs that bring some serenity, while looking at them.
It’s an unstable world out there, in many aspects. The rantings, ravings, and violence from just about every corner of the world are filled with hatred, prejudice, fear, destruction, horrific scenes, and human inequality and degradation. It isn’t isolated to one country, but basically a worldwide disorder. Chaos, tragedy and sadness fill the planet.
I must remember to meditate this afternoon…breathe…inhale…exhale…listen to the silence… It helps, a little, in the daily scheme of things.
The May 2014 Edition of the Jewish Book Carnival is being hosted by Erika Dreifus’ My Machberet. Why not visit My Machberet and check out the various contributors.
I visited Leora’s blog, Sketching Out, and enjoyed her post, On Blogging Breaks and Old Writing Desk. Read it, you’ll like it!
Batya has told her story “for the site celebrating NCSYs 60 years”: NCSY Changed My Life.
Just One More: A Photographer’s Memoir, by Gemma Levine, is not due out until October. I am looking forward to reading it.
I reviewed Last Train to Istanbul.
I finished reading The Street Sweeper, by Elliot Perlman.