More Couds...this time @ The Pocket.....

Had a wonderful drive this afternoon down a road I hadnt been for a while.
It absolutely had to be another Pano ......one pic just doesn't get the full magnitude.

I will be going back .....there were so many lovey things to snap.
It's so late by now...I had to wait for the storm to pass....the weather went wild just after I got home...we were lucky that the hail didn't get to us .....however a friend got a cracked windscreen,

Rumi is having a rest 'cause I read this on a friends wall today and I loved it a lot....and I really wanted to share it with you.

Having loved enough and lost enough,
I’m no longer searching
just opening,

no longer trying to make sense of pain
but trying to be a soft and sturdy home
in which real things can land.

These are the irritations
that rub into a pearl.

So we can talk for a while
but then we must listen,
the way rocks listen to the sea.

And we can churn at all that goes wrong
but then we must lay all distractions
down and water every living seed.

And yes, on nights like tonight
I too feel alone. But seldom do I
face it squarely enough
to see that it’s a door
into the endless breath
that has no breather,
into the surf that human
shells call God(dess)

~ Mark Nepo




Stitched Panorama