the sky
is a suspended blue ocean.
the stars are the fish
that swim.
hafiz
(excerpted from "a suspended blue ocean")
object #4 and random pics
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15 comments:
Is that the leaf that is part of your new profile pic? It is exquisite - the leaf and the pic.
Oh and Hafiz is, too.
'tis too reya . . . good eyes. my son brought it in from a winter in the garage and it lives with some old bee's nests, feathers, rocks, pine cones, candles, dead bugs and bits of trees. steven
How beautiful, the sky is a suspended blue ocean ... it's magic!
The leaf in photo is so fragile... beautiful.
oa.s
hello oa.s, the leaf is so fragile looking and yet it's also amazingly strong. it has a little bit of flexibility still left in it as it swims through the sky. steven
And the 'leaf fish' swims so delightfully in the ocean of the sky.
These images of the skeleton leaves are just exquisite. Nature's little pieces of delicate lace.
Steven, I have on my fireplace mantel a "lace leaf" between two panes of glass. It was brought back to the house by my firstborn, who had gone on a long walk in the woods with his grandfather (my dad) as I was in labor with #2. It was a warm April day, and I thought it was the most beautiful gift I've ever received.
I still do.
I've been amazed to see that you appreciate the same kind of leaf beauty.
By the way, Son #2 is now 32 years old, and the lace leaf is still glorious. ♥
I like that.
aguja i wrote a piece called leaf fish that i blew off and replaced with the hafiz writing because it said what i was thinking so much better. steven
tess it made me think of the idea of unadorned essence. barebones. steven
jo, thanks for sharing the story of the arrival of your lace leaf. this one i have was brought to me by my sixteen year old. he is entirely himself with aspects of myself recognizable in the mix of his becoming. one feature of my boy that i value is his awareness of subtleties and small beautiful details. steven
jo i had these two children fairly late - so i have a fourteen year-old girl and a sixteen year old boy. i also have a twenty-three year-old boy from my first marriage who is lovely and very much who he is. steven
ellen - i like that you like that. steven
Tremendous leaf!
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