Meditation XVII

No man is an island entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent,

a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as any manner of thy friends or of

thine own were; any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind.

And therefore, never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.

~ John Donne

Photos of Howe Sound, British Columbia

19 thoughts on “Meditation XVII”

    1. Thank you 🙂 Yes, they are, and rolling hills are gorgeous too. I find those gentle curvatures very soothing and relaxing. My M loves mountains (I do as well, but I like just about everything 🙂 ) and our home is in the Okanagan Valley between two mountain ranges. The north where I work is much different. Even the winter air is a different shade from the south. I love all the variation nature offers. 🙂

    1. Thank you. 🙂 I think I first encountered him in HS and then later did a uni course on metaphysical poets that included him. I hadn’t thought of him in a long time either, but he spoke to me for these photos.

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