Evocative as canvas recreation,
Sweep as only nature’s brush can etch,
Hued in earthen shadings and striations,
Textured granules fine and soft impressed.
Balmy San Juan waters; flowing, ebbing,
Returning and returning yet again
to sweetly leave a kiss upon the shore,
Rhythmic yin and yang, yet never end.
No gaily flowering blooms need I to listen,
Though I am gladdened by the signs of spring,
I hear the wavelets at my feet, they beckon:
“Come and follow me” (they’re whispering) !
Photo 101: Day Nineteen: Double & Rotation
“Today’s Tip: Sometimes, you might wish an image were oriented differently — maybe you want a vertically-focused image to be horizontal…”
I particularly lovve your first stanza
“Evocative as canvas recreation
Sweep as only nature’s brush can etch.
Hued in earthen shading and striations
Textured granuled fine and soft impressed.’
Perfection. i would stop right there. Matches the image perfectly.
Thanks, Ginny. It’s my favorite, as well.