
First lets get the important information out of the way - I found this picture on 'Stuff U Can Use" and there was no reference to who took it/created it. If you do know please let me know so I can advise the credit or remove.
I do not know if it is real or man made - either way I still find it absolutely incredible and it makes me want to write about it.
I think of the power of the ocean, the water and the waves. I think of the gifts water can provide and am in awe of its greatness. Yet I am completely aware of is power and how it cannot be taken for granted.
I love how this single calm seeminly peaceful man - having chosen such solitude seems so resolute depsite what is going on around him as if it holds no meaning or touches no places of fear within him. Is he aware of his possible or probable fate? Did he choose it or has he just come to a final acceptance of it?
Is he thrilled by the power and about to open his arms to embrace the openess of the sea - as if to fly on its highest of waves? Is it just one rogue wave or has each one before grown to end up with this magnificent finale? Or is the downside and having survived the worst he can be calm, knowing that the beast is retreating?
What does that sound like - this all encompassing, all consuming call of the wild. Is he deaf to the noise or just its beckoning threats? What does the cold air smell like? Is the freshness intoxicating? Just like you can smell the rain coming - there is a smell to a storm... but if you are not afraid, does the acridness begin to smell sweet like the froth that is stirred to the top? Does the cold water make you feel alive or numb you to the fullest of the experience?
One single moment - so many thoughts... how could we ever find enough words to capture the love, the fear, the peace, the despair, the power, the acceptance, the anxiety, the release and that feeling of being truly alive with all of our senses fully at their peak?
But you know as well as I do - we are writers and will try to find a way.... and that is as it should be.

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