Sriram Janak – Photography

Wings…..Beak… & …a…Song…

Born Fisherman…

 

 

You were born to be a fisherman as the 

fish was born to be a 

fish…

 

 

 

 

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You loved him when 

he was

alive…

 

 

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and you loved him

after…

 

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Fishing kills me exactly 

as it keeps me

alive…

 

 

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( words: Ernest Hemingway ~ ` ~ The old man & the sea )

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I Exist…

 

  I exist as I am, that is enough,


if no other in the world be aware,
I sit content,


and if each and all be aware,


I sit content.


~ ` ~   Walt Whitman

 

 

 

 

 

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Home…

 

 

Home

 

is safety…

 

 

Home

 

Is soul…

 

 

Home

 

Is naked….

 

 

 

 

Home

 

Is where my truth lies…

 

 

 

Home

 

Is where I can get into…

 

 

 

 

Home

Is home

my home….

my home….

Oh My home….

 

 

( words : Rivera…)


Two Hearts…

 

 

Two Hearts, in their own

world, Beating for each other,

with great reverence. !

 

~~ Aakruti

 

 

 

 

The birds around me……

 

Their thoughts I cannot measure……

 

 

 

 

But the least motion which they made

 

It seemed a thrill of pleasure…..

 

~~( william Wordsworth )

 

 

 


Dance of the reef heron…

        

                When despair for the world grows in me,

                    

  and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be —

           I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feed

   I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought or grief.

                                 

I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light

   For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

 

                                                                                                             ~~ Wendell Berry

 

 

 

                Creativity is the Blue Heron within us waiting to fly;

 

                                   through her imagination, all things become possible.”

 
                                                                  ~~  Nadia janice

 

 

 

 

              

He will cover you with his feathers,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.

                                                                                                            Psalm 91:4″

 

 

 

              It danced

                                        before my lens…..

 

 


                  Trust freely the strength

 

                                                   of the wind…