The sea was silver again today, as it always is when the sun shines through the grey sky. We can choose to see the silver sheen or the grey day. I choose the silver, sit beside it, soak in its energy, listen to its rhythmical breathing, become one with it.
The weather has been changeable lately. One day sunny with clear, bright blue skies; the next overcast and rainy. I love going to the sea front and checking the ocean's reaction to the weather. Lately, it's been stormy, big waves rolling onto the shore, grabbing the pebbles, pulling them down the beach into the... Continue Reading →
1. I was devoted to blue. But when I met the grey of Copenhagen, I consecrated myself to the priesthood of its tones. from At Kierkegaard’s tomb by Enrique Moya When I was living in Budapest, I used to go to Vienna every couple of months to join in the Labyrinth Poetry evenings at Cafe... Continue Reading →