Four Corners A glorious day - blue skies expand in cool hope, a new day. A single gull soars on it’s azure waves lifting my eyes and breath upwards. I am thankful Four corners are my perception, my training- to a busy eye everything has edges, everything a beginning, middle and end. Then, in stillness, I suddenly recognise the eternity in every moment, every grain of sand. The cerulean scape above me is a million parts, a million observations, thoughts, feelings then can be built into the comprehension of one body.
Morning Dance 27 September 2022
Morning Dance 27 September 2022
Morning Dance 27 September 2022
Four Corners A glorious day - blue skies expand in cool hope, a new day. A single gull soars on it’s azure waves lifting my eyes and breath upwards. I am thankful Four corners are my perception, my training- to a busy eye everything has edges, everything a beginning, middle and end. Then, in stillness, I suddenly recognise the eternity in every moment, every grain of sand. The cerulean scape above me is a million parts, a million observations, thoughts, feelings then can be built into the comprehension of one body.