The blue river is gray at morning and evening.
There is twilight at dawn and dusk.
I lie in the dark
wondering if this quiet in me now
is a beginning or an end.
~ Jack Gilbert, Waking at Night
Credits: Poem Source – Whiskey River. Photograph Source: Thank you Carol.
Ooooh, I LOVE this!!! Cher xo
Me too Cher, thanks.
Beautiful, I love it. I love the photo too.!!! cheers
Thanks Grace. It is.
Nice… 🙂
Yes, Once again, you are responsible.
it just is. both at the same time.
It is…
I will ponder that as I go to bed tonight——–profound
That’s the word, profound. It is.
It’s Magnificent.
Yes!
Shimmering…
That’s it….shimmering.
A perfect circle…perhaps it is neither and more likely it is both..
Nicely put. Paradox.
The end of one, the start of another…..perfection.
Beautiful…
Nice. For me, it would be the pause between.
To accomplish that, that would be good.
The circle of life.
Yes…
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Thanks for sharing
Stunning photograph, it is neither the beginning nor end..it is a meeting of two strong friends..the rock and waves , they meet and take , carve out a niche..at dawn and dusk..slowly the hard rock..gives itself to the soft waves lapping at its feet…
Yes, soft waves lapping at its feet, Yes…