Morning Glory

April 01, 2015  •  8 Comments
  Guzmania SloughGuzmania SloughFakahatchee Strand, FL
 
We - you, dear Reader, and I - will be exploring a new approach to this blog over the coming months.  You'll still see photos I have made, still posted once a month, but the accompanying words will hopefully deliver a more universal message. 
 
Steamy SunriseSteamy SunriseGeothermal vents meet sub-freezing air. Yellowstone National Park
 
Crystal and I will be sharing poetry and writings - sometimes ours, sometimes others - that we are finding meaningful in our lives. 
 
East River SunsetEast River SunsetSt. Marks National Wildlife Refuge. A grackle takes pause at the glorious day's end.
Here is a poem by beloved nature poet, Mary Oliver, that venerates the morning, our favorite time of day.
Railroad Vine at Indian PassRailroad Vine at Indian PassThat's St. Vincent Island, FL in the distance across the Pass. Sunrise.
 
Why I Wake Early
 
 
Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who made the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and the crotchety – 

best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,


to hold us in the great hands of light –
good morning, good morning, good morning.

 
Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.

Happy PelicanHappy Pelican NamasteNamasteWater lilies in golden light. Tarzan's PalmTarzan's PalmJohnny Weissmuller sang out his famous yell and dived into the "jungle river" from this tree. Wakulla River, FL.

Inner LightInner LightMorning Glory.


Comments

Jeanne(non-registered)
As always, lovely.
alexa kleinbard(non-registered)
Absolutely inspiring to be enveloped by the beauty of these pictures and Mary Olivers poetry! The morning light always brings hope!
Glen(non-registered)
Moving synthesis of words and images. More of same, please!
jan alovus(non-registered)
touched, and touched again, and touched again....magic, david...thank you, again, and again and again. jan
Judye(non-registered)
Earl and I both love Mary Oliver, so, for us, you couldn't have begun this new format with a more appropriate poet. And, as always, your photographs are breathtakingly beautiful and add so much depth and meaning to her words. Thank you!
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