in the early hours
quietly the daylight spreads
all over the sky
in the early hours
quietly the daylight spreads
all over the sky
Photo: Marahau (Windy Gardens), at high tide, this marsh is submerged. At low tide, a small stream of water makes its way through the wild grass to reach the mother.
When I saw this stream of water winding its way through the weeds, I immediately thought to myself that it looked like my life, which has never followed a straight line, has often been submerged, but has continued its way always looking at the sea.
*as always, inspired by the work of Edouard Levé
Photo: Split Apple Rock, Marahau (windy gardens), an enchanting beach, quality silence, many swims in the gentleness of the waves of the bay
I will meet the sea
when I reach the end of earth
a splash of water
photo: a path leading to Ligar Bay, considered as one of the very beautiful beaches of Golden Bay
if I were a path
I would lead to the beach
all year round
but especially in summer
I would spy on the children
I would like their games
and then the confidences
of the older ones
whispered, sneered at,
I would listen to them
and protect them
photo : Marahau, national park Abel Tasman, coastal walk
we will hastily slip in silence into the cracks of the day, without being noticed by most, because most don't notice neither the souls nor the stories: life is lived in all sorts of ways you know.