Spin

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cypress trees
warm in the sun
prayer wheels spin

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Photo: Jingshan Park, Beijing, China, c.b.w. 2005

It’s rare to find a moment to yourself in Beijing. Pretty much everywhere you go there are throngs of people in every direction. So, when you do find that moment, it’s paradise. Cypress trees rustle overhead and the sweet smell of lilies are the only company, softly whispering to slow down and enjoy the solitude.

In places like this, the past is never far away with temples that have stood for centuries donning fresh red paint and yellow-tiled roofs. The stories are there waiting to be discovered or simply appreciated anonymously. This is why you take just one photograph and put the camera away. The rest belongs in a sacred place only your memory knows.

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Yes, I’m continuing to dig through the archives.  It’s amazing how photographs I’ve taken and seen a million times (not to mention experienced) have captured my imagination once more. In many ways, I’m seeing places I’ve seen before with an entirely new perspective. Memories mean something more and continue to offer wisdom. The journey shall continue …

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Words: c.b.w. 2019

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Rest

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a spot of shade
invites a rest
the birds sing

 

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Photo: Great Mosque, Xi’an, China, c.b.w. 2005.

This photograph has always been among my favorite. As I was walking through the grounds of the mosque, I happened upon this little slice of life. This woman, so different yet so similar to myself, was simply taking a moment for herself – something we all do no matter who we are or where we live. She never saw me, nor does she know I capture this moment, but in this small anonymous encounter I could relate to her very human need for a little solitude.

Words: haiku, c.b.w. 2019