Disrupting nature's balance

Nikon P90; F8.0; 1/100sec; ISO: 64; 44mm; WB: Manual

Let's talk about how men can break nature's balance... 

Mono no aware
Murasaki iro no hana
Haru no hana
To fuyu no koyuki
Harahara

Shizen no bi kana
Ah! Midori no ha to
Aki no iro

Kaze no koe
Tori no saezuri
Kanashii umi
Yorokobino umi
Yama
Koishi
Ayamegusa

(Lyric written in Japanese)

English translation:

"Wild Violet"

The poignancy of things
A purple flower
The blossoms of spring
And the light snow of winter
How they fall

The beauty of nature
A green leaf and
Autumn colours

The voice of the wind
The song of birds
A sad sea
A joyful sea
Mountains
Pebbles
A wild iris

Life's Crooked Road

Driving down the wrong road and knowing it,
The fork years behind, how many have thought
To pull up on the shoulder and leave the car
Empty, strike out across the fields; and how many
Are still mazed among dock and thistle,
Seeking the road they should have taken?
~Damon Knight, The Man in the Tree, 1984

Mother Mary come to me
For I am a wicked child
I have sinned and I am so confused and
I am a wicked child
I am a wicked child

I am the devil's son and
I wish I could be good for you
I walk a crooked mile
But I wish I could be good
I wish I could be good

If I could have kept the straight and narrow
If I could have kept the straight and narrow
And not have broke your heart
Not have broke your heart

Now I wake up in the night
Lying on my bed
It's tugging at my arms and legs
Like I was a marionette

Send baby Jesus
Surely it is time
Send baby Jesus
Let him radiate his light
Radiate his light 

Coping with the Mist

Nikon P90; F5.0; 1/50sec; ISO 200; 110.4mm; WB: Auto

I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn breaking.

~ John Edward Masefield - 'Sea Fever'

Several times, uncontiously
I've stumbled upon the path
And seen a mountain in the mist
As rain falls on my shoulders
Sun rises in the east
A mourning bruise
but I am here at least
I guess im just an obsticle
A thing to overcome
If I could sneek around myself
Again I'll know I've won
The moment seems to hang and float
Before me with no end
'till I'm released, awaken beast
I'm on the road again
But now i'm soaring far to high
A fleck of dust upin the sky
Where tiny clouds go sailing by
Pull me down today
Woven in the fairy-tales
We fabricate each day
Our little golden strands of truth
That glimmer in the light
The colorful material
You hold a certin way
Can keep us from the cold
And help to get us through the night
But now i'm soaring far to high
A fleck of dust upin the sky
Where tiny clouds go sailing by
Pull me down today x4
oooooooooooooo
oooooooooooooo

Light up, light up...

Nikon P90; F4; 1/20sec; ISO: 64: 18.8mm; WB: Cloudy

We are each gifted in a unique and important way. It is our privilege and our adventure to discover our own special light.  ~Mary Dunbar

I'll sing it one last time for you

Then we really have to go
You've been the only thing that's right
In all I've done

And I can barely look at you
But every single time I do
I know we'll make it anywhere
Away from here

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice
Even if you cannot hear my voice
I'll be right beside you dear

Louder louder
And we'll run for our lives
I can hardly speak I understand
Why you can't raise your voice to say

To think I might not see those eyes
Makes it so hard not to cry
And as we say our long goodbye
I nearly do

Light up...

Slower slower
We don't have time for that
All I want is to find an easier way
To get out of our little heads

Have heart my dear
We're bound to be afraid
Even if it's just for a few days
Making up for all this mess

Winter seen from outside

Nikon P90; F2.8; 1/30sec; ISO: 64; 4.6mm; WB: Manual

Winter - lets conquer it and make it a time to remember !

And it's sure been a cold, cold winter 
And the wind ain't been blowin' from the south 
It's sure been a cold, cold winter 
And the light of love is all burned out 

It sure been a hard, hard winter 
My feet been draggin' 'cross the ground 
And I hope it's gonna be a long, hot summer 
And the light of love will be burnin' bright 

And I wish I'd been out in California 
When the lights on all the Christmas trees went out 
But I been burnin' my bell, book and candle 
And the restoration plays have all gone 'round 

It sure been a cold, cold winter 
My feet been draggin' 'cross the ground 
And the fields has all been brown and fallow 
And the springtime take a long way around 

Yeah, and I wish I'd been out in Stony Canyon 
When the lights on all the Christmas trees went out 
But I been burnin' my bell, book and candle 
And the restoration plays have all gone 'round 

Sometimes I think about you, baby 
Sometimes I cry about you 
Lord well well well

Sometimes I wanna wrap my coat around you 
Sometimes I wanna keep you warm 
Sometimes I wanna wrap my coat around you 
Sometimes I wanna burn a candle for you 

When the night falls

Nikon P90; F3.2; 2sec; ISO: 64; 4.6mm; WB Manual

Once the night falls, a whole new world awakes, releasing secret wishes sparkling in the dark...

The night gang started working
With a mile of southern road
As I watched
I got to thinking
You ain't never coming home
I looked out of nowhere
There was nobody at all
To get me help
To get through to you
I'm here making night calls

Night calls
Making night calls
Night calls
Making night calls

I tried too hard to reach you
But you must be moving fast
All my hopes about the future
Will just live on, Into the past
You know that it ain't easy
And the twilight starts to fade
Sittin here
In the chill of the morning
Thinking of the plans we made

Oh, night calls
Making night calls
Let it ring
The night calls
Making night calls
Oh, night calls
Give up those night calls

Over the hills and far away

Nikon P90; F5.6; 1/80sec; ISO: 64; 16.9mm; WB: Manual 

We only see the insignificance of small things once we look at them from up above. World becomes a better place after we realise which are the most important things we should be looking after.

Hey Lady, you got the love I need, 
May Be, more than enough. 
Oh, Darlin', Darlin', Darlin', walk a while with me,
Oh, you got so much, so much, so much. 

Many have I loved, and many times been bitten,
many times I've gazed along the open road.

Many times I've lied and many times I've listened,
many times I've wondered how much there is to know. 

Many dreams come true and some have silver linings 
I live for my dream and a pocketful of gold. 

Mellow is the man who knows what he's been missin',
many many men can't see the open road.

Many is a word that only leaves you guessin', 
Guessin' 'bout a thing you really ought to know.
You really ought to know.
I really ought to know.