“How would you describe it: blue, sapphire-hued, endless?” ~ Mati Unt, from Things in the Night

Watercolour: Hangarua Spring
by Titirangi Storyteller

                   

The Color of Water

If I could see my soul
would I know it,
recognize its form—
a hawk in flight, perhaps
or something not quite
so majestic.

How to tell
what lies
within
when so much
of every day
obscures
and cloaks.

Perhaps it is as blue
as I always thought
it would be.

L. Liwag

                    

Music by Emily Barker & The Red Clay Halo, “This is How it’s Meant to Be”

“No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings.” ~ William Blake, “Proverbs of Hell” from The Marriage of Heaven and Hell

Reblogged from Parabola Magazine:

                   

How do you know but every Bird
that cuts the airy way,
Is an immense world of delight,
clos’d by your senses five?

~ William Blake (“A Memorable Fancy” from The Marriage of Heaven and Hell)

Photograph: Yvon [Pierre Yves Petit, 1886-1969] : Gargoyle atop Notre Dame

                   

Music by Emily Barker & The Red Clay Halo, “This is How it’s Meant to be”