The river is flowing,
flowing and growing,
The river is flowing,
down to the Sea
Flow river carry me,
Your child i will always be,
Flow river carry me
down to the Sea
This chant was taught to me by a very special teacher at school. Thanks for coming into my life in those early years, Ms. D.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
The sun on my eyelashes
Have you ever noticed the sunlight falling on your eyelashes?
I was sitting in the garden this afternoon, the sun shining on my face. My eyes were half closed, and I could see the blur of green beyond. Then, through half closed eyes, I began to focus on my eyelashes.
They suddenly seemed so long when I looked at them like that. And there was the refracting sunlight on them. Jewels of colour, sparkling from within. The colours were fluid, sometimes forming spots, sometimes in streaks, and occasionally in kaleidoscopic patterns.
The 'nothing' around us is filled with so much beauty we fail to see!
I was sitting in the garden this afternoon, the sun shining on my face. My eyes were half closed, and I could see the blur of green beyond. Then, through half closed eyes, I began to focus on my eyelashes.
They suddenly seemed so long when I looked at them like that. And there was the refracting sunlight on them. Jewels of colour, sparkling from within. The colours were fluid, sometimes forming spots, sometimes in streaks, and occasionally in kaleidoscopic patterns.
The 'nothing' around us is filled with so much beauty we fail to see!
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