Wednesday, August 26, 2009

As I walked
the dust laden path
toward the source
of who I am,

tears fell freely.
I saluted that noble visage,
apparent stone,
yet bone of my bone;

another ancestor,
living on the heart ridge
now honored
and revered.

c. Douglas Fireman

Original photo taken
in Petra, Jordan.

3 comments:

  1. Doug, lovely photos and lovely poetry! I, too, see images in many places - trees, rocks, leaves, clouds, etc. I love looking for them, but love it best when they just jump out at me. nancy

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  2. I'd no idea there was a name for this - most intriguing. Thank you for new learnings.

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  3. Yes, Nancy. When the images jump out at us,
    What fun! Have a great day.

    Hi Phyllis. Glad I could be of help. There is so much to be learned from one another on EDM.

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