Sriram Janak – Photography

Speaking rocks…

 

 

 

The  R O C K S …..They are visible ..but invisible…

This  happens   .only when you put your whole energy   into it…

You start looking into the inside of things….then a rock is not ..just a rock

When  I saw this rock,  the first thing that stuck me was they  that they were friends…brothers ?…probably

                                                                                                                                     S O U L M A T E S …


May be it was one rock …which became three… over the years…

 

 

 

 

You can feel they are Breathing.…& that it is

                                          looking at you…

 

 

 

I touched it and I could feel it was

                                            Breathing…

 

 

 

I touched it  and could feel  its

                                                          warmth…

 

 

 

I touched it …could feel it was

                                                 responding…

 

 

 

 

There is a great deal …it does not

                                                              speak …

 

 

 

 

There is life here …ready to be

   released…

 

 

 

 

The words comes from the very heart of it…

It comes from its very

                                                 Being…

 

 

 

 

The moment you start listening to

  wordless….

 

 

 

 

You will hear what is being said  more importantly

                                                                           unsaid…

 

 

 

 

There  are no use of words….but

                                                   Gaps in between…

 

 

 

 

When you have become fully alert & there is no

                                                            Mind anymore….

 

 

 

 

‘ Hearing is possible for everybody ; listening is possible

only for those who are silent…”

osho

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29 responses

  1. vidhya lakshmi

    awesome ,,, i like the feeling of u don look at them as jus rocks but more than that ,, and feel it . the existence of it and the way it s , and the relationship of it with it and the surrounding ,, beautiful narration ,, all the very best and thank u for sharing the feeling of it ,,

    June 2, 2012 at 6:55 pm

  2. Thank you Vidhya…

    June 2, 2012 at 9:04 pm

  3. Raj

    Wonderful and awesome pictures

    June 2, 2012 at 10:37 pm

  4. rocks speak………

    June 2, 2012 at 11:26 pm

  5. You have lived there

    June 3, 2012 at 4:52 am

  6. Sriram
    What a way to love the nature
    Anazing pictures and great feelungs

    June 3, 2012 at 4:53 am

  7. You chose the perfect words to lead us through. Perfect – ty, Lesley

    June 7, 2012 at 4:17 pm

  8. Thank you sir, raj ….geetha…

    June 7, 2012 at 4:32 pm

  9. WOW! Talk about putting things into perspective… Beautiful!

    June 8, 2012 at 11:44 pm

  10. ramasamy srk

    highly poetic

    September 13, 2012 at 11:15 pm

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  12. Amazing post 🙂

    July 6, 2013 at 10:07 pm

  13. Saraswathi Badri

    Great post..Looking at rocks from a totally different perspective..Not just rocks..Natures’ sculpture..

    July 6, 2013 at 10:25 pm

    • thank you …so glad you liked it..imagine all this in Madurai 🙂

      July 6, 2013 at 10:38 pm

  14. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words

    your wonderful photos have captured the echoes of their whispers
    Take Care…
    )0(
    ladyblue

    August 3, 2013 at 11:50 pm

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  16. I miss rocks! really miss them! (Florida has too few)
    a most wonderful post dear friend

    September 4, 2014 at 6:47 pm

    • Thank you so much dear Eddie…so happy you liked it…:-)

      September 7, 2014 at 12:43 pm

  17. I was inspired to revisit, Sriram, and noticed this link. How beautiful and still are they. I loved the energy you portrayed. Brothers three, indeed.

    September 8, 2014 at 5:12 pm

    • Thank you so much Carolyn…I love the brothers and keep visiting them..:-)
      take care

      September 8, 2014 at 8:54 pm

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  19. Beautiful reflection and beautiful picture. I can almost feel them…if close my eyes, I feel the warmth, the softness and the jagged bumps. They are not unlike us. Nothing is. “Everything is everything”…we are connected through this.
    I read your post yesterday and today, I (not-so-coincidentally) happened to stumbled on some pictures I had taken of some volcanic rocks at a beach in Greece. The memory of how they felt in my hands reignited deep thought…
    A poem was born from it today.
    Thank you, for giving the boulder a nudge (pun intended hehe)

    October 11, 2015 at 11:28 pm

    • Ya I did give it a nudge…:-) and it responded…it surely did…:-)
      thank you for being here my friend…:-)
      take care
      sriram

      October 21, 2015 at 8:00 am

  20. such a magnificent presence, so much is said without words within them….
    your photos always make one pause to feel as well as see…
    Take Care…You Matter
    mary

    October 23, 2016 at 10:01 pm

    • Thank you so much my friend…:-)
      take care
      sriram

      October 24, 2016 at 8:03 am

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