Hidden are the secrets behind the falls. This is the land of disappearing streams and emerging rivers. Lupine Falls, Strathcona Park, British Columbia.
People are like stained-glass windows.
They sparkle and shine when the sun is out,
but when the darkness sets in,
their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.
-Elizabeth Kubler-Ross
Badda-Bing! Badda-Boom! This is gorgeous, Darryl. When I first looked at it I missed the little light explosion at the center of the frame. The rock on the left is a good reference point, and you slowed the image just enough to get the correct effect, but not too much. I love it.
"I wrote your name on a piece of paper but by accident I threw it away...
I wrote your name on my hand but it washed away...
I wrote your name in the
sand but the waves whisked it away....
I wrote your name in my heart and forever it will stay........."
I hold it true that thoughts are things; They're endowed with bodies, breath and wings:
And that we send them forth to fill the world with good results, or ill.
That which we call our secret thought speeds forth to earth's remotest spot, leaving it's blessings or it's woes like tracks behind it as it goes.
We build our future, thought by thought for good or for ill, yet know it not.
Yet so the universe was wrought .
Thought is another name for fate.
Choose then thy destiny and wait, for Love brings Love and Hate brings Hate. - Henry Van Dyke.