…through my soul
filling all the hungry places
within,
calling out songs ancient,
healing tired corners scorched
by loss,
restoring, reviving, resurrecting
creative flow…
This past week I was gifted with the opportunity to hear the most deafening roar of Tallulah wonder I believe I’ve ever heard. Nature’s songs have become more fierce, richly bellowing out a ferocious opulence. I managed to scramble, clamber onto huge boulders with a camera while watching my kids with some trepidation. They were so awed and touched by the overwhelming roar that their usual eager risk-taking tendencies settled into a sober respect for the power. I didn’t need to worry. They weren’t about to be foolish. Such a huge treasure this river…
That middle photo really illustrates the “ROAR”. Beautiful photos and you captured the light so well. Love these!
it was a tremendously cleansing experience…awesome in the truest sense of the word.
I am happy you are hearing the great sounds of refreshing and renewal and restoration…
blessings
jane
me too, thank you jane…
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The rushing, roaring river is winter’s last kiss place upon the bosom of spring. There it blossoms into a marvelous, undulating white that breathes into the air a song oh so bright.
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wonderful images, pierre…thanks for overflowing my way! 🙂
It reminds me of the time that I encountered the Rhein falls in Germany. I was awe-struck.
that’s it. definitely a striking wonder… 🙂