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H O N O L U L U
H O N O L U L U
Makakilo Morning (Link)
Courtesy of Dustin Ebisu
In the space
Between heartbeats,
My cup rests
Not full nor empty-
Simply holding
What it holds.
Clouds drift by
unconcerned
Free of shape
or purpose,
Simply content
to be passing.
Cloudia Charters
The hardest thing to learn in life is which bridge to cross and which to burn.
Bertrand Russell
Build a bridge by extending your hand.
Ken Poirot
Crinum is a genus of about 180 species of perennial plants that have large showy flowers on leafless stems, and develop from bulbs. They are found in seasonally moist areas, including marshes, swamps, depressions and along the sides of streams and lakes in tropical and subtropical areas worldwide.
Not to be absolutely certain is, I think, one of the essential things in rationality.
Bertrand Russell
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I love the second photo. It's so serene.
ReplyDeleteWe have far too much certainty, and not enough questioning at present I think. Here's to an open mind full of questions!
ReplyDeleteCheers - Stewart M - Melbourne
Lovely sky :-D
ReplyDeleteThat bridges quote is right on!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful captures of the sky, the bridge, flowers and your sweet Pixie.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem and quotes. Take care, have a great day!
...never miss the details.
ReplyDeletePixie sees something on the ceiling demanding her attention.
ReplyDeleteWell done on your own poem with the cup metaphor and the passing clouds.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem, Cloudia. ;-)
ReplyDeleteMr. M. and I were talking about the last time we were in Hawaii and how fragrant and wonderful the air was. I could use a day in Hawaii, or a month. LOL Have a lovely day today.
ReplyDeleteI love the pictures of the bridge and the shower trees. I think Pixie is looking up to see if she will be doused in a shower of fragrant blossoms.
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful flowers. Hi Pixie!
ReplyDeleteMay we all find contentment is the passing of the clouds. Blessings, Cloudia!
ReplyDeleteNice poem, Cloudia and a very nice photo of Pixie.
ReplyDeleteYour poem is lovely.
ReplyDeleteLending a hand as building a bridge
ReplyDeleteI love those wonderful words and images. Pixie, you are a beauty! Thanks for joining Angel Brian's Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful sky.
ReplyDeleteI love the first stanza of your poem!
ReplyDeleteIn the space
Between heartbeats,
My cup rests
Not full nor empty-
Simply holding
What it holds.
Wonderful!!
Wonderful quotes and photos. Thanks Cloudia!
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