Wednesday, June 23, 2021

Clouded with thoughts






Nicole Page-Smith, photographs





Clouded with thoughts





Raining puddles of water, evaporate. And the puddles blowing away with the clouds, the angels fly back to heaven. Were they angels we saw or just a sunny day? Reflections on the water and water and the rain disappearing, we fly our thoughts up to the sky, past the clouds. Flying with the angels to where they live you travel past the moon and all the planets to the Sun. Sun and angels appear through windows but reflect the light of the sun. Floating off they appear in the depth of the ocean or for infinity in mountains. God and the mountains. Birds fly but trees, the trees call you back from the mountains and the birds fly like angels, upwards and the clouds beckon them as trees remind birds of home. A place or reality barely exist and you are taken to clouds blowing, blowing around on a windy day. The rain drifts and through the clouds bursts of sunshine appear on the ground. Mountains assume another name while thoughts and angels fly off for another day.

Angels live in the clouds and like the birds, fly. Flying angels, fly. While flying birds think of god, angels are their eyes but angels are god and fly with the birds, flying. The wind carries the clouds like thoughts covering the sky with clouds of thought sometimes drifting and others full coverage. Clouds linger on the mountains with impending rain but drift in the sky. Clouds, birds and angels are like your relationship to god and glide. Our relationship with god is with the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit is amongst us. Mountains reach the clouds and are like thoughts, thinking. Thinking thoughts are also like mountains rising out of the clouds. Days of thinking and contemplating mountains with clouds and thoughts of god, an illumination with the clouds. Lingering, clouds and thoughts with your head in the clouds, drift. If your head was a mountain, would you think like the clouds? Glowing with the light through clouds you are left in contemplation of light with a mountain of meditative thought. The sun shines brightly, illuminating clouds. Thoughts ruminate and stir and oceans of light reflect the sea. We think and god sees us thinking with the clouds covering you like mountains. Clouds and thoughts, thinking.





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Clouded with thoughts.











 

Tuesday, June 22, 2021

Like water or rain






Nicole Page-Smith, photographs





Like water or rain





We dream. The sea buoyantly moves about with waves and the wind. Fish find the waters too hard to swim around in and head for sheltered spots but the sea lions love to roll and tumble fishing while they are able to be tossed about by the ocean with no competition. The fisherman dream of better weather at home. The fisherman's hut is not for a long stay. A future following the seas out to as far as the eye can see is past the emotional life of the sea to places of dreams. Rolling and tumbling with dreams your mind tends to wander to places once travelled and experienced. You wonder if your dreams could be met as they travel far away from your current life not at sea. Are your dreams out to sea or somewhere a reality could never realise? Are they dreams or just a future place? Rolling onto another time you feel the eye of god is perhaps an inner eye to see and know a future life. Past all the dreams you have ever had and to where your heart may find a comforting place to be is where you rest. Longed for places are always there like your heart can rest nowhere else until you satisfy its need dreaming of a future and taking yourself to that place. The eyes of god hang like stars in the sky at night looking at your future but dreaming for you a mathematical dream of how long it is going to take you to realise your dreams. Oh, the equation only known to god is one and one is two. You are guided by the stars but always roll your ideas out to sea, ideas ebb and flow to the place.

There, their eyes are illuminated by stars and look skyward. The place is vivid by day and stars along with Earthshine are brighter than night. You would not think angels could see during the day but often their thoughts appear to wander. Earth is a place not frequented by their species but looking at the Earth they see the stars and long for a starry heaven. Sometimes, an angel's time on Earth is short-lived and they go to another place like the sea or the mountains regularly without thinking, transported by God. Earthly feet are not what angels possess although sometimes they are human. Places are not really where they frequent like water or rain.







 

Saturday, June 19, 2021

The waves roll out to sea







Nicole Page-Smith, photographs







The waves roll out to sea





Rolling in, the waves travel and all the sealions and mammals of the sea surf into the beach, dolphins linger in the warmth of the sea while, seals and sealions crawl onto the beach for a sunbake. Fish swim on by. As you walk along the beach dreaming of other seas and lands far out to sea your thoughts and emotions are carried along by the horizon, past the edge of the earth and to infinity. Past memories of times somewhere else and all the emotions of experience take you past dreaming and the sunshine, to feeling and boats once travelled to sea and oceans go out with the tide. Eyes linger at the oceans and view of the sea. Eyes of god look back at you with reflection of times gone by, thoughts pass by and clouds drift, the wind blows your hair around while, your emotions roll out with the waves. The places beyond the horizon are still there yet to be experienced maybe by other people and in some other time. The present and past seem to become one. Future dreams.

Dreaming of the future the waves roll out to sea.









 

Friday, June 11, 2021

The waves roll in










Nicole Page-Smith, photographs





The waves roll in





We are the sea. Seas and waters go past. We go past oceans of tides, thinking, walking on by. Seafarers and people boating travel by you. Walking by the seaside, the smell of ocean spray hits your face. Eyes of sea monsters, birds and fish look at you. You are the whale for their ocean. Mammals and sea lions breathe a sigh of relief but like your companionship in water faring vessels. We are the waters and all the seas, the oceans, the seas and the waters. Waves and porpoises like to accompany lonely sailors and show you your way. Sonar tells them of friends nearby but whales know the depths of the ocean. We are the seas and all the oceans for eyes, eyes that see. Sea and an ocean of animals of the sea.

Eyes, the eyes of the ocean, look but see the sea, we are the eyes of god for eyes to see. Oceans of creatures of the sea look and notice one another, drifting by. Swimming the ocean. All happily in oceans of water and participating in rolling and tumbling in the ocean currents, animals of the sea go about their daily business, fishing and living in the ocean. You could imagine the lounge suite equaled an aquarium so, while camping out in the ocean dining on crayfish and the smorgasbord of crustaceans to your delight you could flip back and watch passing vessels on a kind of ocean TV. The depth of the oceans has eyes who see and they are animals and creatures of the sea. Fish could tell a better tale but the tail and all its fishes. Fish are the depth of the ocean. 

Oceans and oceans of a distance take you emotionally back to places to see the eyes of the sea. God is the ocean for seafaring gods of the sea but the depth of the fish for all the ocean. Oceans of eyes and fish, mammals and the sea take you back to the oceans and the sea. We are the waters and all the oceans of the sea. Once boats travelled but now all we dream of is the sea, dreaming and the waves roll in. 









 

Sunday, June 6, 2021

The water












Nicole Page-Smith, photographs





The water





We are, we are oceans and eyes from the bottom of the sea. We are and we are one. One eye is one eye on the Lord. The Lord has a heart and eyes. The eyes are one ocean and one sea. Oceans have not always been here on the Earth.

On a rainy day we think of other water. The clouds tend to drift on by like passing thoughts in and out of your mind. Leaves gather on the ground. Giant puddles, accumulate after heavy rain and the leaves, dissipate, disappearing down gutters or blow in the wind. Windy days, blow the clouds around and trees. We stand like statues in the wind but are hardly able to stand the force of the Earth's power. Clouds blow on. 

Oceans and seas apart are the water.





  

 

Thursday, May 27, 2021

Oceans










Nicole Page-Smith, photographs





Oceans






Sea and all its eyes go on for infinity, moving from the monsters of the sea. Seas oh seas of monsters and old, we are eyes of the sea. We see ships sailing and creatures of sea and oceans. Rocks and crags of the sea with islands. Eyes see you and birds laugh whirling around and fishing out to sea. Monsters see you coming with big feet. The footprint of monsters could be out to sea but oh creatures and creatures of old Scylla's, multi headed beasts, birds like harpies with huge claws and enormous wings, Sirens of old all out to sea.

Eyes, eyes look at you, looking, looking, out to sea. Do you notice the infinity of the sea? Pearls and fishes of the sea breed fishermen. We look and can see to the end of the earth. We are the depth and all the oceans, for miles we see out to sea. Past the horizon is another day for the eyes of god and the sea.

Seas of old and the seas and oceans we know. Past infinities, of horizons and the clouds, float on air pockets of wind. Eyes of oceans and creatures of the sea, all looking for the god of the sea. Seas and oceans, waves and the sea.

Oceans.





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Friday, May 21, 2021

The infinity of sea










Nicole Page-Smith, photographs






The infinity of sea






Birds flying. Birds. Trees have eyes to look at you, they hear you coming through their forest and alert the birds. Trees communicate to all the animals in the forest. Birds flying, flying through, the forest. A bird flying is reminiscent of angels flying. The spirit flies with the birds as you walk through the forest, to the treetops, flying and past the tops of trees, to the clouds. Spirits fly with the clouds and the wind. The noise of forests blowing in the wind, creaking and groaning is like the church choir singing. You are taken to the interior of wooden churches where beams form a function beyond trees. Stones appear to roll at the bottom of streams and the rippling water could be confused with music and resonant stone. Stones have eyes and look at you in a stone sort of way, appear to be looking.

Looking at stones, eyes appear and are embedded in stone. You would think the sea would show the eyes of stones from the bottom of the earth but, the earth has eyes to see god, God has eyes to see the sky and the clouds have eyes to see you. Eyes have mountains and the volcanic activity of mountains produces eyes of stone. Eyes of stone have mountain ranges and look but do not see you, they only see god. Now eyes of stone do see the sea and look to see the ocean tides. Oceans of experience have eyes and porpoises look at you in ships sailing by, sea lions roll about in the waves of the ocean. Sailors are told of incoming rocks out at sea and the sea mammals alarm them while lighthouses shine on the rocks and out to sea. We are sea and rocks and all the oceans see god. God oh earth oh ocean see, we are god and all her eyes of the ocean, sea.

Sea in the ocean we ask you for your eyes to see. "Do you see our future and bounty of the sea?" We are the sea and all the oceans and the eye of the god of the sea. We are oceans for god where god is the clouds and the rain, the sea and all the waves. We wash the oceans for the floor of the sea but the fish, see. You may ask all the fish of the sea for her bounty but oh the bounty of the sea. Seas are oceans for the sea but oh the ocean and to sail the sea. Sea oh ocean sea. The infinity of sea.