a sea of pink jewels parade my hair
wind whistling
dancing, entrancing
to the symphony of jasmine notes
floating, drifting in the air
capturing lyrics to a heart song
quiet chords brushing my lips
revealing, no longer concealing
as breath remembers
the bridge to its ever long
The Queen of All Everything-Ott
this image i captured on a summer trip to Texas. whenever i travel it’s always cemeteries and parks that i gravitate to. this image i came across at Brackenridge Park in San Antonio. its the remnants of spring left behind on an aged bridge with its peeling paint and wrought iron that lended its beauty to my eye. as always the words came. the following song selection i feel offers that same serene flow of finding one’s everlong. Enjoy and thanks for reading.
you can find more images of this bridge and Brackenridge Park as well as other images I captured from San Antonio here
peaceful
serene
thank you for thinking so. When I happened upon this bridge the feeling was just that 🙂
feelings are the power of that hour then. eh?