Tag: Seasons

Somewhere Spring

(📩 Poetry, irony, 18 words, a ten-second read) Perhaps, and while We slept The world turned upside down And missing spring Lies far below Reluctant winter’s crown. ——-/——-/——- ©Stephen Tanham 2024 All photos taken and processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax. Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. He is the founding Director of the Silent Eye, which offers an exciting journey of … Read More Somewhere Spring

Soft pale blues in mackerel sky

©Stephen Tanham 2023 Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being. http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog

Easter Skies

I think of them as ‘Easter skies’ – that combination of cold air, bright light, and the hue of fresh green as the trees begin to bud. It’s not unusual for April to be winter-like, even though we are past the spring equinox and the light has an entirely different power. To my mind, the coming spring literally ‘shoots’ its presence into the skies, … Read More Easter Skies

Summer does not come…

Summer does not come at once Its grip on that which gives it birth Lingers… In glimpse and taste and smell With grind and crunch on dale and fell From frozen earth to green stalk’s birth It rises. ⦿ And in that rising is our eye Serene… Which sees the whole but touches part A joining of the mind and heart And knows in … Read More Summer does not come…

Seize, take, remember

⦿ Seize! There is no voice to this command It is the scream of nature’s green A rush of breath, a hushed intent And distant flowers on the wind Recall sweet Maytime’s yearning sigh Yet far as can from Winter’s bite The taunting laughter draws the eye ⦿ Take! Prepared or not! the vixen’s call It is the voice of passion’s lure It is … Read More Seize, take, remember