January 10, 2011

My Photo Culture: 'My Love Is The Sea...'

           " We're adrift on a sailboat,

My love is the sea... 

                                         Yours is the horizon, 

                       Constant... and steady.

You set my limbs locked hard afloat... 

Lifted my lonesome sails, 

The tide is out, 

the moon is high,

We're sailing. 

Darling, your love is healing,
It makes the bitter, sweet ...

Warms the winter to spring again,
Secures the colds defeat.

We're cutting anchor,
Casting out - 
               into the glorious deep ...
The tide is out,
                                     the moon is high...
We're sailing ".

-Brooke Fraser: 'Sailboats'- 

My Photo Culture: 'God's Grandeur'

"The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
                                              It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;

  It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?

Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
  And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;

  And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil
                                                  Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;

There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;

And though the last lights off the black West went

  Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs—

             Because the Holy Ghost over the bent

                                       World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings".

-Gerard Manley Hopkins-