come in, and stay a while, it is your house.
Dance on the still waters at sunset
or race as wind on a cloud.
Seep in grass valleys. as fog.
In evening’s still, pause, as air,
to slide back down canyons from whence it came.
Chill with winter’s first snow.
glisten at dawn.
Find solitude in oceans of steep clean granite,
wonder at glaciers
Play on desert sand,
bask in the quiet.
Notice the singularity of winter's lowest spring tide.
Feel thunder’s explosion,
lightning’s cleaving power, the pervasiveness gale-blown water in the air.
Revel in the majesty of the ocean’s waves,
let the peace of waves lapping on alpine lakeshore lull you away....
put in perspective,....
soft wet moss,
shaded by eons of trees and rock.
Understand the rhythm of the seasons,
recorded in tree rings, in bedding planes,
and the erratic miles from the canyon.
listen to a quiet moment,
as a Kingfisher pauses,
or thrill, as a Golden Eagle glides close by.
be humbled, as swallows show how it is done,
inches from the cliffs, inches from death, fearless.
Awe at ephemeral blooms in hard and remote places, timeless.
13 TOP Google+ Photos for November 8 | Plus Extract
13 awesome TOP photos published by Google+ photography enthusiasts on November 8.