The Break

 

Upper Kananaskis Lake

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Paddles skim on liquid glass,

Sky checks her reflection;

Rocky shores with wooden doors

Display her pure complexion.

Hands of Time, I snap you here,

To break your counting power,

Cram a lifetime’s thirsty soul

Into this sacred hour.

 

 

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Let Go, My Love

Let go, my love, this day is done,

The moon will soon replace the sun;

Tomorrow’s light becomes Today

When Yesterday is given away…

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This is the last day of ‘vacation’ photos – back to the garden tomorrow!