Posts tagged Ash Cave
Posts tagged Ash Cave
“Do anything, but let it produce joy.” - Walt Whitman
The opportunity to try again. Always thankful.
Memory, like a root in darkness,
piercing light with its stem has found me.
Ordering my world like architecture of feelings
bound to you,
held for you as shields of hope.
In the dispersion of love,
has been our call
answered in the sweetest caress
two can share.
And you wonder if ecstasy will diminish us
like rain the sun or
wind the calm.
When we know one another
in the deepest channel of our hearts
we can only utter one word
cast from this stone’s mind: forever.
When winter calls my name
in the highest desert of light,
I will not despair because I know you
in the deepest channel of my heart
where I understand the word, forever.
Instantly healed by your caressing lips
that unmasks all that has tortured me.
The panting of mouths
tired but astir in passion’s flame
can only cease when I have entered you
I carry you in this flame,
emerald-colored from my dreams of you
beneath the trees within
where your beauty consumed the sun
and snared my soul so completely.
I cannot truly know you apart
from a throne.
Spirits made to shine beyond the din
of boorish poets
that strike flint below water and cry without passion.
I have known you forever
in lonely streets
and the thundered plain.
In wilted villages and cool mountain terraces.
I have watched all of you
torn open to me speaking like a river
that moves on forever.
And I have waited
like the greedy mouth of an ocean
drawing you nearer to my lips
so I can know you forever
as you empty into me abandoned of all fear.
May Morning at Ash Cave by Jim Crotty 2 on Flickr.
To be still in the grace of gratitude. Let yesterday’s challenges and disappointments pass over you like water over a rock and then rise, again and again. There are gifts in this day.
“Our life is frittered away by detail. Simplify, simplify.” - Henry David Thoreau
May morning at Ash Cave in Hocking Hills, Ohio.
Early morning at Ash Cave. May 2010. I have to share the funniest thing I’ve heard said about this location in Hocking Hills. “It’s like I expected a little gnome to come out from behind a rock and start shining my shoes.” My niece, Kerry, after hiking this area for the first time last summer.
Down to the River to Pray on Flickr.
So much to be thankful for
Spring morning at Ash Cave. May 2010 #hockinghills #ohio #naturephotography
In the gloaming. Evening in early March @ Ash Cave #hockinghills #blackandwhite #photography
Ethereal Light. Early morning last May, at Ash Cave in Hocking Hills, Ohio.