against ancient cliffs, the water plunges downward, stark and timeless path Thanks for reading Paul’s Substack!
Certain things will never change.
An apt observation, Harun--Thank You!
Gravity is the one constant you can count on!
Is that an AI generated image? Nicely accompanies this poem.
Yes, Ron, it's an AI image of a photo of Multnomah Falls in Oregon rendered in the style of Kay Nielsen, early 20th Century illustrator of classic books such as "East of the Sun, West of the Moon."
Soaring heights falling from Icarus melting waxes and wanes the water ways to sea.
Thank you for reading and commenting, Richard
Such a calming effect and the image matches so well too, wow
Thanks, Hervo!
As if they’re continuously weeping for the world..
Sometimes I wonder if that isn’t the way the world sheds its surfeit of tears
And the oceans pools that hold the overflow
What goes up, must come down.
Thank you, An!
You are welcome Paul!
Wishing you a great day! 🙌
Enjoy the weekend, An!
Thank you!
I appreciate the restack @Dave pearen—Thank You!
I think the image might reinforce the word “plunges” in the poem
Thank you, Bethel
Certain things will never change.
An apt observation, Harun--Thank You!
Gravity is the one constant you can count on!
Is that an AI generated image? Nicely accompanies this poem.
Yes, Ron, it's an AI image of a photo of Multnomah Falls in Oregon rendered in the style of Kay Nielsen, early 20th Century illustrator of classic books such as "East of the Sun, West of the Moon."
Soaring heights falling from Icarus melting waxes and wanes the water ways to sea.
Thank you for reading and commenting, Richard
Such a calming effect and the image matches so well too, wow
Thanks, Hervo!
As if they’re continuously weeping for the world..
Sometimes I wonder if that isn’t the way the world sheds its surfeit of tears
And the oceans pools that hold the overflow
What goes up, must come down.
Thank you, An!
You are welcome Paul!
Wishing you a great day! 🙌
Enjoy the weekend, An!
Thank you!
I appreciate the restack @Dave pearen—Thank You!
I think the image might reinforce the word “plunges” in the poem
Thank you, Bethel