All your hours are wings that beat through space from self to self.
He who wears his morality but as his best garment were better naked.
The wind and the sun will tear no holes in his skin.
And he who defines his conduct by ethics imprisons his song-bird in a cage.
The freest song comes not through bars and wires.
And he to whom worshipping is a window, to open but also to shut, has not yet visited the house of his soul whose windows are from dawn to dawn.
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Text from The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran; all images from White Rock Lake.
Photos:
[1] American goldfinch (Carduelis tristis)
[2] Harris’s sparrow (Zonotrichia querula)
[3] Orange-crowned warbler (Vermivora celata)
[4] Yellow-bellied sapsucker (Sphyrapicus varius)
[5] American white pelican (Pelecanus erythrorhynchos)
This is very nice. Thanks for making my day. 🙂
My pleasure, Mikey. Glad you liked it.
I particularly liked the goldfinch [1] and warbler [3] photos. I think there is something about the sleekness and color/texture that reminds me of my artistic interests.
You’re too kind, Amar. Your proclivity for artistic insight always leaves me breathless, so I appreciate your remark as coming from someone with far more talent in that area than I can ever muster.
Because I like birding I like all of your photos. However, I must say the first one is the winner, excellent composition. Anna 🙂
Thank you so much, Anna! What a generous compliment.
I haven’t read The Prophet in decades. Pairing it with your photos makes it new again. Beautiful.
I appreciate that, Jain. I first read The Prohpet back in 1981. It really touched me–even though I’m not religious, it moved me on spiritual, philosophical and artistic levels. Then in 1989 I received a copy as a gift from two beloved friends, and that was when I read it for the second time. Somehow it reached me more deeply then than it had the first time, and it became my favorite book. I now reread it from time to time because I always come away from the session with something new.
Oh, what a treat to see your pics – I’ve still got this lousy cold and am still suffering from lack of quality outside time!
Oh, Amber, I’m sorry you’re still fighting the creeping crud. I hope you get over it soon. I know what it feels like to miss outside time, and like you I hate it! Get well so you can get out there.