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
See the sea plant.
See the sand on the sea plant.
See the surf wash the sandy sea plant away.
Such is the soul of the sea.
Mother of fiery pearl and graceful shark
The pounding logs and grinding stones
Of life millenial
Arctic heat drives you
Breath of the world
As cables and leaves entwine us in brine and sand
The assassin, the mid-wife
You are all things at once and never.
From you I have been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing,
That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him.
Quote from Sonnet 98 ~ William Shakespeare
Happy Spring, everyone. 🙂
Sometimes we have shadows. They help us stay cool or they lead to the light.
Sometimes we have shadows. They sit in our hearts or they lead to the night.