|'LAUGHING AT EARTH'S PERENNIAL JEST' From Visual Counterpoint|
Run like a river washing pebbles clean,
Climb the sky with clouds riding on the crest
Of a wave that will crash before it’s ever seen
Laughing at the earth’s perennial jest.
|'ON A TEARFUL SIGH'From Visual Counterpoint|
Why can’t you hear the music that plays
On the winds that ride over mountain high,
Why can’t you drink the water that strays,
When it seeks the seas on a tearful sigh?
|'THROUGH THE KEYHOLE' From Visual Counterpoint|
Fly like a swallow sweeping the air,
As a prima ballerina rules the stage,
Dive to the depths of deepest despair,
And find the key to open the cage.
|'WHILE I WEEP' From Visual Counterpoint|
Why can’t you hear the song I sing
On the winds that ride through valley deep,
Why can’t you drink the water I bring
When it seeks to give life while I weep?
|'EIGHT BELLS' From Visual Counterpoint|
Stand like a statue still serving time
With the moment that once lived for all,
Only the tenor can be heard to chime
As eight bells answer the call.
|'Take Only What Life Needs' From Visual Counterpoint|
Why can’t you hear the changes I ring,
On the winds that ride a wild steed,
Why can’t you drink water on the wing
And, like a swallow, take only life’s need?
I am in the process of preparing a number of new photographs for my website* including many that will be posted in the Water Room as a result of an enchanting morning spent watching a pair of swans with their six cygnets.
The last photograph above is just one of them taken as I watched both male and female dive to bring weed up from the depths for their offspring to feed on.
* Now posted on www.visualcounterpoint.com
for all new photographs click on 'new additions' on the photo gallery bar.