iPhone Hipstamatic photo taken somewhere, sometime in 2009.. no recollection really. Probably on an early morning drive to an art fair.
I woke up early this morning (err, 4am early) to do some work but was diverted by a comfy couch and hot tea and pleasant thoughts. (oops). Post sunrise: spent another 1.5 hours running on the river levy, with the sun to my face, eastward, and the moon to my face, westward, thanking both, in my unconventional way, that I get the time to do this.. (even though I’ve got lots of things that need doing). I wished I had my camera out there – the sun was covered behind a large gray cloud with shining silver lining – its beams stretching out past the cloud in all directions..
Excerpt from Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun by Walt Whitman
GIVE me the splendid silent sun, with all his beams full-dazzling;
Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard;
Give me a field where the unmow’d grass grows;
Give me an arbor, give me the trellis’d grape;
Give me fresh corn and wheat—give me serene-moving animals, teaching content;
Give me nights perfectly quiet, as on high plateaus west of the Mississippi, and I looking up at the stars;
Give me odorous at sunrise a garden of beautiful flowers, where I can walk undisturb’d;
Give me for marriage a sweet-breath’d woman, of whom I should never tire;
Give me a perfect child—give me, away, aside from the noise of the world, a rural, domestic life;
Give me to warble spontaneous songs, reliev’d, recluse by myself, for my own ears only;
Give me solitude—give me Nature—give me again, O Nature, your primal sanities!