The Prophet

A Voice Cannot Carry the Tongue and the Lips that gave it Wings.

Alone must it seek the Ether

~ Khalil Gibran {The Prophet}

On The Edge Of Reason

On the Edge of Reason
After her Softest Treason's.

Silence

Haven't blogged for a long time,

There is so much to say, so much in my head,

So much that will remain unsaid;

Oh those wasted years, all that wasted time

But on the other hand:

I think of Rilke going for years without writing a word,

and then producing in a matter of weeks,

in a castle besieged by the sea "The Duino Elegies".

Even silence is preparation .

Jumping Jacks Flash!!!!

Come to the edge.
We might fall.
Come to the edge.
It’s too high!

COME TO THE EDGE!
And they came,
and he pushed,
and they flew.
~ Christopher Logue

"But I say: That which is falling should also be pushed!

And him you do not teach to fly, teach - to fall faster!"

~Neitsche

When The Road Becomes My Bride....

When the Road becomes my Bride
and the earth becomes my throne
I adapt to the unknown
Under wandering stars Ive grown
By myself but not alone

Off the beaten path I reign
Rover wanderer
Nomad vagabond
Anywhere I may roam
Where I lay my head is home

- Lyrics adapted from Metallica's Wherever I May Roam

Sometimes The Lights All Shining On Me..

Sometimes the lights all shining on me
Other times I can barely see
Lately it occurs to me
What a long strange trip it's been

- Truckin by The Greatful Dead

Breaking The Habit

In The Forest....

In The Forest...

Bare Trees...

A Riot of Colors....

The festival of colors.
A bit of Gulaal too..
Flowers in the Garden
Alongside You!!

Riders Of The Storm. II

All the tired horses in the sun:
How'm I s'posed to get any ridin' done? Hmm...

Adrift In the Sea of Yearning

We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

- Pink Floyd (Wish You Were Here)

Shelter From The Storm

A Philosophical looking bird caught in the snow fall. In the Garhwal Himal in Uttarakhand India.

I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail,
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail,
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn.
"Come in," she said,
"I'll give you shelter from the storm."

- Bob Dylan (Shelter from the Storm)

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The Whispering Wind.

Will the wind ever remember
The names it has blown in the past
And with his crutch, it’s old age, and it's wisdom
It whispers "No, this will be the last"

~Jimmy Hendrix (The Wind Cries Mary)

The Lord Of The Ring

All the birds have flown up and gone;
A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.
We never tire of looking at each other -
Only the mountain and I

- Li Po (Alone Looking At The Mountain)

Distant Ships On The Horizon

Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing,
Only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness.
So on the ocean of life we pass and speak one another.
Only a look and a voice; then darkness again and a silence.

- - - -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Tales of a Wayside Inn. Part iii. The Theologian’s Tale: Elizabeth. iv

And soon, too soon, we part with pain,
To sail o’er silent seas again.

Thomas Moore: Meeting of the Ships.

Young Buds

Countless the twigs which tremble at Dawn,
When Young Buds Lean on each other in yearning..
As little by little the night turns around

(The frangipani tree in my backyard at dawn, lyrics adapted from Pink Floyd's : Set the Control For the Heart of the Sun.)

Unmarked Helicopters

Ask the wind that blows
Which one will be the next to go?

The Dream of White Orchids

The Dream of White Orchids, originally uploaded by The Wandering Hermit.

Orchid Perfumes rise
As incense Wafted
By the Wings of Butterflies
- Basho

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Afterglow

Afterglow, originally uploaded by The Wandering Hermit.

In the wake of the vanquished sun
The golden Afterglow

The Lotus Eaters

Pale watchers weary of watching stars
That fall, and fall, and forever fall,
Tear-worn and troubled with many scars,
They seek the Lotus and end life's thrall.