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Shades of the sun…

~ Madame Zenista ~ 31 Comments

Sunrise or sunset: The pattern that forms with the bright burning orb in the center of the horizon has made the human mind go beyond and think of us as a part of something so much larger…
The sun rises and sets every day, only to be back without fail – a promise that was never broken. Yet one can’t fail to be amazed by the spectacular show that is not the same….

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The sunrise just coming out after fresh showers with all its splendor !
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Sunset and me: the sun is going down into the depths of the ocean where it would refresh itself to be back again! 
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Not touched up even though it might appear to, this picture reminds me of the evening when the sky went ablaze darkening further the shadows. I was enveloped in a peach-orange-pink-ish bubble away from this world. It was magical!

 

That blue above and flowers below…

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A particularly dull day that was. And within a few minutes the sky opened up and the blue kept getting bluer, and the day brighter. The flowers in my garden were in full bloom. The flowers speak how delighted I was. Life was good in that moment.

Saved and tucked away in memory for the rainy day…
(WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge)

Pink flowers, blue sky, sun, spring, summer.
The earth greets the sunny sky…

This moment…
(In response to the Weekly Photo Challenge by WordPress: moment, and works for transient  as well)
Happy Summer Solstice my dear visitors 🙂

March Monochromes

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Monochrome: Entrance to my favorite place- the library.

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Entrance Monochrome # 010

For Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Letters E or F

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I struggle…

~ Madame Zenista ~ 6 Comments

It is when one is in despair and depression that there is struggle, and danger of falling in a deep dark pit that is very difficult to come out of. Or there is possibility of light, albeit a flicker, at the end of the tunnel, should one take those heavy first steps.  A poem written several years back still gives me hope to go on. To keep running…

See my other entry for Danger is here.

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The sun close to the horizon. Sunset, or sunrise, depends on the perception. Skyscape # 011

I struggle to go on with no light in sight
Like a runner out-of-breath and hope, halfway
Books, nor the Scripture, seems to come to my rescue
My knock on the Heavens doors falls on deaf ears!
I struggle to go on with no light in sight..
I come to you who is busy in a world not mine
Cant you tell in my indifferent pretense?
Read my eyes honey, I am breaking down!
I struggle to go on, but give up the fight
Where do I go and what do I do!
None but me knows my suffering the best
Almost dead, and without hope, I come back to me
I don’t struggle anymore, I just give in, hopeless
Thats when is born pure strength, a twin to my suffering
That takes me in its arms and wipes my tears
Whence did That come, who art Thou?
I catch some breath and start running again…