Tag: sun

  • 498: The inextinguishable

    You are the inextinguishable sun. And it will rain no doubt, and for your magnificent shine that it has weakened may you weep. See your gift is not diminished but altered and evolves a rainbow.

  • 448: Patagonia part 12

    You’ll know. When you don’t notice the sunsets behind Her.

  • 443: Sally in the evening

    I was delightfully careless, in this period. Acutely aware of an increase widening near and happy to let my evolution towards its full blanket and assuming occur. I let things lie as howsoever presented, and whatever purpose lie in the kernel had I no regard to discover. Perhaps for reasons wise in retrospect, had I […]

  • 442

    All shall be well, friend.

  • 437

    The light that shines on everyone is absolutely breathtaking. “Instead of an intellectual search, there was suddenly a very deep gut feeling that something was different. It occurred when looking at Earth and seeing this blue-and-white planet floating there, and knowing it was orbiting the Sun, seeing that Sun, seeing it set in the background […]

  • 420

    Duty; to be good, just and useful. Sacrifice; as in what must you leave behind, in duty. The love of family. Are there any other which compels a man to remain? I think not. Clarity of the senses. Sun, Wind, and Earth.

  • 414: To Himself

    No wind was felt or visible. Such quiet has been absent recently and it’s been a while now I figure, since I have stopped long enough to enjoy the changing seasons and fascinate at Nature. Soul, where are you going?

  • 407: Immunity

    Not dwelling or striving, but temporarily aside and exempting the heart from all that does not invest in its health. The good men were grave, and yet held always protected a sublime resplendence in reserve for the first ray of morning light over the edge.

  • 401

    All this incessant preoccupation with productivity. To be deified of harmonising many errands, an unrelenting metabolism for busyness ever striving and dissatisfied. Success, that mountain with heights supposed upon the climber depends. From what desolation would you escape if arriving at a higher tier of achievement you take the same cold unfulfilled self you brought […]

  • 400: Without complaint

    Strange, where can one year place you. Or rather, what winds you no longer permit access to your sails. You recover eventually, when softly serve the seas to your harbour home, past what tempest inflicts its bitter tutelage that they do not cease so much as change in form and verve. The survivors and the […]

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