Sunday, August 26, 2012

if leaves were instruments


The photo below is NOT a composite or a creation of Photoshop. It was taken this past Friday in Wakefield, Quebec where various trees were decorated with assorted objects celebrating an art and music festival. This particular tree had a number of musical instruments hanging among its limbs. I always thought that I could hear the trees singing in the forest. Now I see they can have accompaniment too :)

[ f/9, 1/100, 70mm, ISO 200 ]

if leaves were instruments

if leaves were instruments
then all the trees
would sound their majesty
with each and every breath of wind

their songs
would echo in the forest
race down our urban streets

where we would welcome
background music

and lullabyes
with which to sleep

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it is to hear
their gentle songs
that i open windows
when upon my bed

hear leaves rustling
sending comfort
in their embrace

and there i dream
escaping torments
big and small

with worries lost
in soothing sounds
of nature's perfect instruments

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Sunday, August 12, 2012

after the dawn

I took this photo just after dawn while camping at Bonnechere River Provincial Park. My wife and I were joined for a few days by my daughter and her children. On this day my grand-daughters were, as usual, up early and we took our morning coffee down to the water and pleasantly watched the day begin. The girls, of course, were as eager to explore as ever.

[ f/9, 1/500, 16mm, ISO 200 ]

after the dawn

after the dawn
i watched you
pick your way among the stones

revelled in your delight
at what lay ahead

i couldn't stop a smile

at how your little follower
studies the stones you step on

learning which to avoid

how wonderful
this apprenticeship of companions

sisters
cementing the bond of comfort

well before the storms
that everyone endures

before the dusk arrives


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