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 )
July 4, 2012 | Categories: Wings.....Beak... & ...a...Song... | Tags: art, arts, beauty, bee eater, bird, birds, buddha, camera, corbett, eternal, flower, heart, hope, illustration, india, jungle, love, meditation, mind, nature, photographer, photography, pleasure, poet, presence, reverence, spirit, thrill, travel, two hearts, wildlife, william wordsworth, zen | 14 Comments
Travel to be in the wilds....with an eye for elephants...Iam in search of self..& sometimes I DO find meaning ..." like snow , one has to wash oneself of one's own self..." ..to explore one's own end..and I prefer to be an unseen silent observer..... Nature I believe.. speaks when you are silent ..and is silent when you speak...
Living with a damaged skull