moments from the wilderness
Norse poetry from hel
far beyond the river old
the mountain side, of a northern realm
like set inside
a dream obscure,
the grass filled
of sunrise dew
for a moment
skin and fingers
like finely threaded
of light and sounds
from the star, the one
that is the sun
they flare and flappy shine
and compassionate hunger
icy hold, like fingers
now push, release
as time again, forward tumbles
of tallest grass
and colored flowers
lead and pull them,
straight towards the ground
filled with snow
the ground now shakes and
beneath your feet,
of rock and soil
and trees of yore
that inches closer
when the serpent crawls
the shape of black
music of the day
One thousand burning Arrows by Amon Amarth
I am still enjoying a wonderful and productive offline vacation, but life is this endless waterfall of unbridled inspiration in any given day’s endless little things.
It comes fully packed ( inspiration ) within the beings that inhabit those days, the separate and connected individual moments and all the everyday stuff.
So I had to pop in for a quick post because life inspired me to try and capture the gorgeous real-life art which is on full display right in our very own wildlife place, our garden of trees :).
Be it the black clouds of gathering ravens swirling across our tree top garden crowns, or the ephemeral sunrise that paints each day with similar looking yet completely unique shades of light and colors mixed with interstellar stories from far away travelers.
Inside a hot and naughty passionate kiss and the tunes of metal, the iron we break and mold with the sweat and pain of our muscles courtesy of our own health and fitness journey in the gym. The grandeur of the universe or the complexity of all things living, life inspires us all in every moment and every day.
If we allow ourselves to see that simple fact of life and inspiration is a completely different question, however.
But I certainly do.
And so, I had to pop right back into the stream and show you guys this gorgeous view of our enchanted wildlife garden.
This palace of wild is a meticulously cultivated rewilded garden and it inspires me through the sheer existence of it.
The way the increasing amount of wildflowers bend and wave in the lightness of the summer breeze and the way the wildlife itself claims it in ever greater number and makes it their own home each year.
That growing presence of ever more life is a slice of a life that is endlessly growing more vital and vibrant lush with each season that passes it by.
And as such, through the local wildlife flocking to our garden of trees and the vivid colors, hue and tonality, the range of blue and red, white and green, yellow, red and everything in between, through the endless song of plant and animal life.
I can now happily call this place of ours a proper pagan Eden, ever improving, coherent wilder, yet more balanced and healthy :).
And that is what makes this garden, life itself, this photo, nature, great sex, health, fitness, great passion, music, joy and adventures, the wilderness of life and people and the cozy cold of a world drenched in snow and summer, an endless and wonderful loop of inspiration.
Which part gives birth to what, I do not know, nor do I care because they all inspire each other, they all give life to each other and it is all part of why life is endlessly worth loving and enjoying.
Well, for now, I am going back to my offline vacation :).
But in a few moments of interstellar time you can amongst other things look forward to another article and book of mine.
See you soon world.
And do not forget to pick up all that trash that litters our world, and if you do, why not tell the world about it in #pickitupsunday or #PickThatTrash