Portea Petropolitana Extensa -from Brazil (A few of these Bromeliad macro shots were from a series I did on Mother's Day last year)
My nonsensical musings followed by Kahlil Gibran~
"And my heart bled within me; for you can only be free when even the desire of seeking freedom becomes a harness to you, and when you cease to speak of freedom as a goal and a fulfilment.
You shall be free indeed when your days are not without a care nor your nights without a want and a grief, But rather when these things girdle your life and yet you rise above them naked and unbound.."
Truth be told..they knew I was starting to get obsessed with the M word,
(I'll call it mid east termoil) so they gathered together like at the U.N. to hold a conference? But nothing seemed to help..evidently, Rainfields has been trying to find a way to cope with me too (grin)..it made me happy that there are actually bloggers who seem willing to stick with you..or pity you perhaps?
Suddenly I felt like Job of old!
Well, I decided to take a walk and met a man who offered me a Cuban cigar..
It was as though we could see the same picture, but neither of us could agree on a solution?
He gave me a light and suggested I seek the oracle
Funny how I'd resisted?
Well then I happen to remember-
"..that the man who looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom, and continues to do this, not forgetting what he has heard, but doing it--he will be blessed in what he does"