My legs push back against the precipice. My arms wearily hold the instrument as my eye peeps through the lens and my finger trembles to press the button on feelings exceeding a single frame. I could not survive out here. I am but a wanderer passing along this winding, perilous path. Blinking and glimpsing at something too powerful and raw to live beside with any of the comforts required to establish a productive way of life. Yet this is their home, their pattern, their habit, and their comfort. These dream-like forms, others simply call cormorants, gird the steepest drop back into the crashing swirl of sleep. Above the unfathomable chasm and below the infinite dome, a brood scratches its way along these stone faces of bulky severity. What wild ideas am I witnessing that can claw into such an impregnable form? Am I to believe that these are just cormorants stringing along the rocks whose random patterns of erosion drain into this dark sea? Just another iteration of genetic code replicating itself in this random display of meaninglessness? While they are scaling the deepest interior of my dreams and emerging as the shadowy forms from the deepest slumber? Even when this sublime scene awakens with a fervor of gargoyles ascending a cathedral in my mind’s eye?
The wilderness has a mysterious tongue Which teaches awful doubt, or faith so mild, So solemn, so serene, that man may be But for such faith with nature reconciled; Thou hast a voice, great Mountain, to repeal Large codes of fraud and woe; not understood By all, but which the wise and great, and good Interpret, or make felt, or deeply feel. From Mont Blanc by Percy Bysshe Shelley





A beautiful piece! I’ve always found something magical in cormorants. The ones I observe float on the water only to vanish in a blink, leaving me to guess where they will re-appear.
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Yes! That reappearance of these dream-like forms pulls me toward them whenever they let me see them. 🍄🙏🍄
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Love the photos and the powerful images in your writing! That is a pretty daunting habitat! Maybe, if like the cormorants you had wings…( :
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Yes! If only! Thank you! 🦋🙏🦋
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The way you offer different images with the words and photos gives a reader a lot to think about, but leaves enough space to think about what response it provokes in one’s own mind.
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That is all I hope to do. Thank you for reflecting that! You made my day! 🍄🙏🍄
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Thank you for visiting so many of my posts! I have a small but wonderful group of followers, surely. I love these photographs with crows.
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Cool! Thank you! 🍄🙏🍄
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