Life Is A Pit Stop
“Youth is the gift of nature, but age is a work of art.” Stanislaw Jerzy Lec 
The quote above is this week's Poets and Storytellers United prompt that resulted in a poem. When merely a bud, how little I knew about the passage of time and that life is a quick pit stop, a blink in the cosmic eye, designed to stretch out in and savour. I am learning this with age as I imagine the live Mona Lisa (painting below) did in her day.
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In the images that follow, I sought the lightness of early spring when leaves and blooms begin to unfurl and the sky and eagle watchers can still peek through to the other side. At whatever stage, we see all things aging and/or transforming, including billions of years-old Earth, most recently due to human activity as explained HERE.
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Beautiful flowers. Life is indeed a pit stop. Enjoy it while you can!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful images and a great poem. We have to make use of our pit stop!!
ReplyDeleteLove the bald eagle, fantastic
ReplyDeleteI visited you via Skywatch Friday. My entry is #16. Feel free to join SSPS Linkup M-S: https://esmesalon.com/tag/wordlesswednesday/
"A blink in the cosmic eye"... Oh yes! "Ageing feebly like a house in disrepair" I relate :) Nice poem indeed! About 20+ years ago (in my early 50's), when in downtown Denver at the Public Library, seeing all the people coming and going on the street and going through the library, it suddenly hit me that life here is like a "way station." (a pit-stop! :) Everyone here is on their way to somewhere else - after death. At the time that both awed me and made sense. Our journeys are longer than we think:) just not in physical form... Love those beautiful red blooms!
ReplyDeleteDivine lightness of spring photos and awesome and colorful floral photos
ReplyDelete~ Yep ~ it all goes by in a blink ~ and then it begins again ~ never ending story really. We just don't know it ~ hugs,
Wishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
Lovely flowers.
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos and poem I love the line 'life a mere pitstop and 'set free in decline to savor the sublime'
ReplyDeleteLove the poem, "Life a mere pit-stop" really resonated. The spring imagery is so beautiful!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos.
ReplyDeleteA pit-stop indeed!! And lovely pics, as always!
ReplyDeleteYou've got it, Penelope. I have those problems also, as of late anemia and kidney failure. Of course as they diagnosed and bunches of test, aging can do these. Too, I am much, much older than you.
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Forgot to mention that my favorite photo is the one with either a peninsula or an island across the bay or open sea.
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I very much like your notes, as well as the poem, particularly 'a blink in the cosmic eye, designed to stretch out in and savour.' And I particularly love the final lines of your poem, which echo that. I like the point of view, too!
ReplyDeleteGorgeous picture taking and bittersweet poem of passage of time.
ReplyDeleteI love the big, big bird. That is a nice one.
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ReplyDeleteI love the beautiful blossoms, the views of the water and a great capture of the Eagle.
Your poem is beautiful too! Life passes us by so quickly, enjoy each day to the fullest. Thank you for linking up and sharing your post. Take care, enjoy your day and happy weekend.
Hello Penelope :=)
ReplyDeleteLife is a mere pit-stop, also resonated with me. Older and I hope wiser I intend to make the most of my short stay here on earth. Your Spring photos are a joy to see and also those stunning and beautifully photographed-Hibiscus flowers.
All the best
Sonjia.
People always say that one should feel very small when one looks at the immensity of the sky. Reading your poem makes me think that life is minute, when we look into the eye of time. So much living... done in a glimpse.
ReplyDeleteLove the blooms, so lush!
Embrace disgrace. Most people would never notice.
ReplyDeleteGreat post Penelope! Loved the photos and words. Evocative poem!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful flower photos....thought provoking poem!
ReplyDeleteSavor the sublime!!! A recipe for happiness, contentment .. life. I love your poem. And the photos you shared.
ReplyDeleteYour words sound having magical force to me, Maria, as always. I love the last line of your poetry. The lightness of early spring in your images are all shining with the divine Energy of Nature. Especially I like the big Eagle behind the sprouting leaves.
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Beautiful photos, and poetry. Thanks for visiting, and for sharing.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos, especially looking through flowers to the sky. The eagle is beautifully photographed. Your poem hits a little to close to home, and is very moving.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous writing, Penelope! I love life as a pit-stop. I always enjoy your photos.
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