Seagull – Masked Native

Breathe

Breathe
White, foamy sea spilling into rock pools.
Seaweed fingers rise and fall.
Sunlight flickers like fireflies on the sultry sway.
The dark cave beckons but all there is to do is simply
breathe, breathe, breathe.
Life is difficult at times. Worries are carried like a heavy burden on our backs, but how quickly they can dissolve.
A song overheard connects us to a happy memory.
An understanding smile from a friend, no words needed.
The absolute certainty of day and night and the belief that tomorrow will be different.
The image above was one of those moments, holding me in the stillness of a gentle day.
Along with the seagull observing his world of light on water, we were spellbound for a while.

Photo – taken in Dunmore East by Teri Flynn

Concerto

Seagull,

in perfect time

to Chopin’s Piano Concerto.

Seagull Storm

I dreamt I stroked a Seagull, much larger than I knew,

before my feet, the river deep, with steps to lead me through.

An awesome sight, a touch of flight, I wondered at the view.

Seagull Silhouette

With age, comes the wisdom of experience, and knowledge of many things. So when they ask, ‘Who are you? What do you do? What have you been doing? The simple answer is this:-

Many things, ordinary and extraordinary, and in the living and doing, getting to know strengths and weaknesses, creativity, intuition, spirituality, being as big a person as I can be to my family and friends, and always, more than anything, in awe of nature and this amazing planet.