Riding Waves of Rhythm
Sport is Art, Art is a Sport. A Visual Poetic Journey on Paddling.
Under the moon in the light of day
The sun greets while the lunar side of things slides between
My paddle cuts the waves of vibration
Following the rhythms of ebb and flow
Taking me where I’ve gone before
And where I’m destined to go
The spiral wonder of dancing sound
Twirling leaves on
The fading ground
A flurry of feathers
A rustle of reasons
Magic is in and around me
A wonder of color
It is this perspective of shore
from the Center
that allows new insights
A vision of the moorlands below watchful mountains grow
A seeing a sowing a steering
The quietude of hearing
Under before over and down in through
Standing tall I rise
inside a place always blooming, always
Cycle cycle the seasons sparkle
Coming home, again.
XONichola
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*All writting, audio, art, and photos created by Nichola @ Mystic Peaks Studio
These are such beautiful words, connected and intertwined.
You have taken us on such a beautiful ride. We feel like we are right there on the water, blue.
Thank you!!!