Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Great Outdoors: Part Four (Beauty)

Words are few. I hold images and memories that haunt my senses - smells of smoky bonfire, the feel of cool, fresh creek water numbing the skin, the gentle song of the water as it rushes past, the deep darkness of the night sky, the mist settled among the green leafy trees, the vast expanse of wild woods, in all it's beauty and splendor. The sort of place that inspires the artist to create, and the philosopher to find truth.
















The River Poem by Mia

River O' River rushing over my feet,
Splashing my legs, so icy and sweet,
A cool wind slap my head and my feet,
River, O'River what a Great Treat.







Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.
~John Muir

9 comments:

JenRen said...

Oh Emily -- your pictures are magnificent and truly capture the joy, the beauty and the fun of that great weekend together. I love the mud pictures: I am still doing laundry 2 days later *and* my children are still remembering their mud pies 2 days later. We are back into regular life for two days now.... is it too soon to begin thinking about Cataloochee 2010?

Tan Family said...

Amazing pictures...love the poem!

Stephanie Griffith said...

Beautiful pictures and beautiful words!

pve design said...

Nature inspires as well as recharges.
Love your great outdoors, images and the words are beautiful!
pve

gardenmama said...

I am also so touched by the beauty and magic of nature. It certainly does leave a positive mark on all five senses! I love that my children are able to grow up in the country, experiencing first hand the rivers and fields and mountains... Beautiful poem! I enjoyed all of your pictures, so creative!

C.T. said...

What a treat it always is to visit your blog....so inspiring, thank you, XXX, C.

april said...

this nature art photos looks just wonderful. is it you on the photo?

onegoldensun said...

Hello April,
The photo of the mother and child is my lovely friend, Diana and her daughter, Eden.

onegoldensun said...

Thank you for all the sweet comments. I forgot to mention that the poem's author is my daughter Mia, who is nine years old. I love that she enjoys writing poetry!