This liminal space between shore and sea, home to myriads,
Where life is measured twice a day, with the dance of the moon.
This space, this littoral landscape of edge and change
which percolates the broth of all beings, the place of birth.
The place of death that knells the bell of endings
should the tide turn and grasp the feet of those who do not know
The timescapes that govern the hiss and sway of this rushing water.
A soup of nutrients readily given to those myriads
who nourish their souls on fat invertebrates.
A place of solace for the soothe seeker,
A breath of fresh sea air, that settles the spirit.
Wanderland for the weary, a crosser of souls.
I love how ethereal this is and the words are perfect. It really shows the huge expanse of the bay.
Thank you Colette, yes it’s absolutely massive and I didn’t get any near the open sea.
Really beautiful work. Thankyou Jason. The text, photography & vocal, all full of Soul. Thought provoking.
Thank you Rachel, much appreciated. 🙂
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Thank you Sue.
Amazing photography, your words go so perfect. The coast has so much to offer😍
Thank you Jacinta. Yes, I do love it’s ever-changing nature.
So beautiful.
Thank you Gina, I’m glad you enjoyed it.
Jason
How beautiful,words and the pictures. Land ,sea and sky ,connected. Bless our wonderful EARTH and all who love her. from Mary
Thank you Mary. Yes! I totally agree.
Perfect, words and footage. Sublime Jason!
Thank you Anne. Sometimes keeping it simple works best.
This is so beautiful, Jason, and well presented. I love all the mandales to you are so talented and a great inspiration .
Thank you Mark. This is very kind of you to say. Much more to come. 🙂