It has no colour, yet it forms the bluest sea, the greenest pond, the blackest loch, the whitest surf….
And in a single droplet there is every colour of the rainbow… to be seen in one moment & then gone in an instant.
I've kept it & started adding collagey bits to it last week.... not entirely impressed with my efforts yet, but will share the process at some point!
Cascading dreams…. Eternally
Flow with the river… the river of life.
You will never step in the same pool twice. The waters are constantly changing, replenishing, renewing. The source never empties, the pool never fills.
Ocean pounding…. Never ending, feel the waves against my feet.
Water is life, as vital as breath.
Dream of a river- it signifies life. From the spring to the ocean it carries a hope that keeps moving forward relentlessly. It twists & tumbles on its way to the sea. Does the river itself know the purpose of its journey?
Seen in the mirror of a tranquil pool,
Clarity lies in the reflected sky,
Thoughts dance like ripples chased by the breeze….
Feelings run with currents unseen,
an image of everything that’s ever been,
the power to nourish & nurture & heal.
Water is softness, fluidity, yet it wears away the hardest of stones.
It has no colour, yet it forms the bluest sea, the greenest pond, the blackest loch, the whitest surf…. And in a single droplet there is every colour of the rainbow… to be seen in one moment & gone the in an instant.
Dreamy water calm & deep, here I lay my soul to keep. Let me drift on the tides of my dreams, immerse my emotions in layers of peace & soothe my mind in your tranquillity.
A babbling brook or lazy river, a tranquil pool or a gushing torrent, a tinkling rivulet or a thundering fall… an un-definable everything that is vitality.
Purity & power, calmness & strength.