I doubt that the imagination can be suppressed. If you truly eradicated it in a child, he would grow up to be an eggplant. ~Ursula K. Le Guin, The Language of the Night
Arms upraised
she stands
eyes to the skies
as some
family branches
gather about her;
As a child
soft and green
amidst many friends
in the wild garden
at the foothill,
she'd watch
the children play
as the older ones
climbed on others.
Now,
Surrounded by
older and taller
kith and kin
she looks beyond
far away
at another lady in the sea;
Like her,
she calls them all;
"Come to me,
the weary, the travelled,
rest at my feet
and lean on me;
Spring water and
Cool minds in my shade
and
then carry on
meandering
as you wonder,
how much greener
your life can really be !
Posted by Ugich Konitari to Sylvia From Over The Hill at November 9, 2009 11:25 PM
Reality is that which, when you stop believing in it, doesn't go away. ~Philip K. Dick
Perhaps imagination is only intelligence having fun. ~George Scialabba
Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one. ~Albert Einstein
Most passport pictures are good likenesses, and it is time we faced it. ~Katharine Brush
It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see. ~Henry David Thoreau
13 comments:
Imagination, huh? Children growing up to be eggplants - very funny. The Philip K. Dick and Einstein quotes contradict each other, yet both are true.
lovely post.
I love the imagination one and what you see. Fantastic :)
Thanks for visiting my site and I am glad you had a chuckle from my sense of humour. I like your site - are you in the pacific northwest - i love that part of the continent. And, I especially like the Thoreau quote - I am a huge fan of HDT - we need people like him today.
I have to agree with Einstein that reality does seem to be an illusion most of the time. It doesn´t go away.
Lovely thoughts and such beautiful photos, Sylvia.
my favourite
'Perhaps imagination is only intelligence having fun.'
Thanks, again!
I love the water lily and the stones. Grow up to be an eggplant? Kinda funny and strange.
The central tree in the second one; I can almost see a face at the top...
Arms upraised
she stands
eyes to the skies
as some
family branches
gather about her;
As a child
soft and green
amidst many friends
in the wild garden
at the foothill,
she'd watch
the children play
as the older ones
climbed on others.
Now,
Surrounded by
older and taller
kith and kin
she looks beyond
far away
at another lady in the sea;
Like her,
she calls them all;
"Come to me,
the weary, the travelled,
rest at my feet
and lean on me;
Spring water and
Cool minds in my shade
and
then carry on
meandering
as you wonder,
how much greener
your life can really be !
Your last two photos of the stream and pebbles brings me back almost 30 years ago. The husband was doping his PHD research on water. We went to a stream like this. Thanks for memories. We have not been back, and I made him take the kids there this summer.
That last quotation and photo - so true!
Enjoyed the photo's and the quotes are great. Thanks for visiting my site. Have a good week.
Lovely words accompanying lovely captures. Your last quote is so true... what really matters is how you see things.
Hi Sylvia,
Thanks for visiting my site and thanks for sharing these beautiful shots.
Have a nice day
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