Otherworldly Grass

In the eternal world of the dead
Sun shines upwards from beneath the perfect feet of heroes.
Grass ripened peacefully for millennia under dark skies
Pauses unchanging in this breathless land.
The storm of life blows through
Throwing seeds tumbling into death
And through the gate of life
Back into our world
And all it’s chaotic change.


About greenmackenzie

Hi, I'm Seonaid, and I share my home on the shores of Loch Ness deep in the Scottish Highlands with my husband, my son and a couple of dogs. I love art which is here now and gone tomorrow...like food and nature...but also have a passion for vintage and the ancient past! Nature is my favourite muse, with her wild ever shifting seasons. I have been using and teaching mindfulness and relaxation for over 12 years, and have yet to become any sort of expert :-) I'm a Psychotherapist and Cancer Support Specialist in Maggies Highlands
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26 Responses to Otherworldly Grass

  1. ladyfi says:

    Ah – the light is gorgeous and makes the chaos beautiful.

  2. AA says:

    I can feel the breeze. It’s sweet, like tears of dawn

  3. Oh the light from the sinking sun with those bruise coloured clouds is just gorgeous!

  4. Mary Mageau says:

    Beautiful words and photos.

  5. A very creative angle and fine words.

  6. frizztext says:

    hello Seonaid,
    great light on the grass
    in the second shot.
    We do not need redwoods
    to enjoy the daily sun.
    greetings by

  7. boxertreiber says:

    Is it the grass or is it the sky? It looks like heaven ๐Ÿ™‚

  8. elizz says:

    i love the dramatic lighting of the photos.. very nice ๐Ÿ™‚

  9. restlessjo says:

    The sun glistening in those grasses is truly beautiful. We had a rainbow evening here tonight. ๐Ÿ™‚

  10. colonialist says:

    Those are wonderfully dramatic, the second one particularly so. That is a really deep and lovely poem.

    • That’s very kind of you to say, the light was so delicious it had me squeaking joyfully as I lined up the shots. The poem tumbled out tonight as I lost myself in the photos while processing them…..golden grass has a very strange effect on my mind ๐Ÿ™‚

  11. twoscamps says:

    Seonaid, Lovely photos and poem. Stormy skies do a lot for one’s “muse”.

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