Tag Archives: river

where do unicorns go?

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you never really know who’ll sail your way.

 


in the sea, the fish have learned to fly,
on a moonlit night on wings of silver,
as the enchanted stars sail serenely by.
do they know where do unicorns go?
where winged horses fly?…
~Jimmy Webb, “In the Sea,” Das Letzte Einhorn, 1982

 

 

 

 

 

huron river, ann arbor, michigan, usa – summer 2018

one september.

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one september morning 

i went to a place beyond dawn

s source of sweetness that flows

and is never less. 

i have been shown

a beauty that would confuse both worlds. 

-rumi

 

 

reflection of the sky and trees in the huron river

gallup park, ann arbor, mi, usa

 

passing the time.

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the old one

takes his time

relaxes and fishes

the young ones row fast

all in a crew

the middle one

yells

from a motor boat

tells them how and what to do.

“old age is ready to undertake tasks

that youth shirked because they would take too long.” 

-w. somerset maugham 

summer’s long and lazy river.

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time well-spent on the longest day.

“and so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, i had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”

– f. scott fitzgerald – the great gatsby.

 

hope.

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sitting by the river

relaxed and thinking

this may not end well.

yet hopeful.

‘hope is definitely not the same thing as optimism.

it is not the conviction that something will turn out well,

but the certainty that something makes sense,

regardless of how it turns out.’

– vaclav havel

rivers know this: there is no hurry. we shall get there some day. — winnie the pooh

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 sunny sunday

spent

kayaking

and

floating

and

sharing

the water

with

blue herons

ducks

geese

swallows

bass

lily pads

and

a quiet breeze

on

a lazy river

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a river is more than an amenity, it is a treasure — oliver wendell holmes