Sunday, August 04, 2013

Twilight to dusk

Do you see yonder cloud that's almost in shape of a camel?  By th' mass and 'tis, like a camel indeed.  Methinks it is like a weasel.  It is backed like a weasel.  Or like a whale.  Very like a whale. 
~William Shakespeare

If the skies fall, one may hope to catch larks. 
~Francois Rabelais


Only from the heart can you touch the sky. 
~Rumi
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8 comments:

Anonymous said...

camel or weasel or
whale? that particle
of a word
"or" allowing fresh air
to re
configure
mind's fixed
notions
or nations, what
clouds and the "or"
balance:
real
& transformations
more
real
for their breezy
passing

6:39 PM
Anonymous said...

Love these. And I see a very cute pig in the top one, facing left.

9:59 AM
Ms M said...

I see a wolf howling and a alligator head.

And thank you, Anon, for your "thought-ful" poem xxoo

8:24 PM
Margaret said...

I love this blog. I always feel happy when you post something.

8:59 PM
dive said...

Now I have cloud envy! Beautiful shots as ever, Ms.M. and of course, Anon's words are the perfect accompaniment.

11:05 AM
Ms M said...

Thank you, Margaret. I feel happy and inspired when I read your posts. :-)

Dive, thank you from both of us. (I suppose having cloud envy is better than other kinds of envy.)

8:29 PM
sonia a. mascaro said...

Lovely pictures and beautiful sky!

5:55 PM
Ms M said...

Thank you, Sonia :-)

10:06 PM

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