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@thephilosophersotherstone
on wings of eagles we’ll fly soaring, chasing the winds
way over mountain and glen we will roam racing under stars and the moon
only the sun as a rival so high above the mundane
our own pace too fast to keep up with us
in our freedom forever unchained
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on wings of eagles we’ll fly soaring, chasing the winds
way over mountain and glen we will roam racing under stars and the moon
only the sun as a rival so high above the mundane
our own pace too fast to keep up with us
in our freedom forever unchained
there are times when a moment needs to be caught and turned into a little keepsake to capture the thought that rules the mind a spot of happiness all crystallised preserved in time an endless treasure for the soul to keep
so free
the incredible freedom that serenity brings rooted so very deeply founded on the knowledge that whatever happens I can be all of me
the heady flavours of the creative mind my eccentricities and my oddest ideas any notion I come up with you let me be all of me
grounded and soaring at the same time high above, never losing my anchor out of sight yesterday, today, and tomorrow I will always be all of me
Like Fire- many layers of acrylic ink, watercolour, ink pen on paper.
This piece is inspired by the poem Like Fire by @thephilosophersotherstone:
like fire
autumn paints the leaves in memories of blazing sun
darkening trees shrouded in red, gold, and rust
tiny solar flares dance among branches and limbs
as the cycles of life calm down all around us
through darkening days and chilling nights
lights play in our hearts calling echoes of summer
Link to the poem.
I definitely recommend checking out his other wonderful writing.
What a wonderful way to visualise my words. Thank you, Rachel, I’m deeply honoured!
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we're an island, Â you and I
in a snuggly sea  of cuddly comfort
quilted waves  lap at our shores
immune to cold waves  in our safe haven
so alive and fuelled  by our own fires
Back in the Day
On our bikes we’ll ride out to the spot with the willow a secluded, hidden patch by the river, on the downs
A place we needn’t worry about destructive floods where we always love obtuse, yet utterly pure
Where the wind in the branches casts the world into oblivion removes all but ourselves from the intimate scene
I’ll race you there this wandering mind tracing every outline of your tremble alighting a gentle touch
We’ll find us there in all our soul-searching where touch and proximity shift the seams of reality
Collab with Amy @lovaboxa
like fire
autumn paints the leaves in memories of blazing sun
darkening trees shrouded in red, gold, and rust
tiny solar flares dance among branches and limbs
as the cycles of life calm down all around us
through darkening days and chilling nights
lights play in our hearts calling echoes of summer
it’s octobering something fierce and ‘har-di-har’ cackles the wind as it catches us on the very last stretch of our perambulations drops a lavish helping of rain on us like a swift kick on our way home
it’s a novembery octobering, to be sure 'a-ti-choo, a-ti-choo’ sneezes the wind throwing frosty nights around and threatening snow and with chill in our bones and icy noses we’re safe, snug, and smug under covers in the warmth of home and we’ve bested the weather …for now
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time-out
the world at large has no importance today just some soul-searching, a crackling fire, sweet tea and cakes, and we-don’t-care
everyone needs a break every now and again away from the hustle and the bumblebee bustle and the buzzing bees we call friends
just some soul-searching, a lovely late dinner, while the world at large can go whistle as the day closes down and we won’t care
Nothing says ‘pie’ like a perfect circle.
(via thephilosophersotherstone)
playful golden october light returns like an old friend sets fire to the crowns of mist that crawl over the downs
birdsong rings out where acrobats of the air star in their soirées
a joyful dance of life in calm evening serenity transfixing the beholders
and cool winds pluck at the wisps that blanket the darkening pools as another gorgeous day draws to a spectacular close
‘Why do you help these strangers?’ she asked Tiffany now. 'They are not your clan. You owe them nothing.’ 'Well,’ said Tiffany, 'although they are strangers, I simply think of them as people. All of them. And you help other people - that’s how we do it.’
Sir Terry Pratchett, The Shepherd’s Crown (via thephilosophersotherstone)
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Back in the Day
On our bikes we'll ride out to the spot with the willow a secluded, hidden patch by the river, on the downs
A place we needn't worry about destructive floods where we always love obtuse, yet utterly pure
Where the wind in the branches casts the world into oblivion removes all but ourselves from the intimate scene
I'll race you there this wandering mind tracing every outline of your tremble alighting a gentle touch
We'll find us there in all our soul-searching where touch and proximity shift the seams of reality
Collab with Amy @lovaboxa
