Saturday, November 15, 2008

Shadow Shot Sunday~My Path of Old

Simple my path, my path of old...
you may think it odd, the olden way,
but think again, your eyes half open
to the beauty of my world.
Family is all...
deep, committed and full...
family, community,
tribes of neighbors
using only what is gathered,
harmony, balance and solice for the whole,
the whole is the one.

Oh, to be so free, to require so little,
asking only a respect for a thing so humble...
I'll take not your space,
I'll ride not your road,
I'll wait...wait till you pass.
Not wanting to steal your moment,
for mine is an hour
or a days journey...
but it is mine
and it is fleeting.
But as my trusted stead turns wheels
into the paths of my Fathers of old,
I will smile at my journey,
a journey unhastened by yours.


Time to visit Hey, Harriet again for Shadow Shot Sunday...come check us out...it's fun...really!

27 comments:

Solvarm said...

Hi!

Very nice shot and the poem was so beautiful, I like it very much.

Happy Sunday!

From Irene in Sweden, Gothenburg

M.Kate said...

Aha!! The last time I saw one of those was in a movie! What a cool shadow shot..does anyone still uses them I wonder..Now I like to hop into that mode of transport one day. Have a good sunday Sharon :D

white o'morn cottage said...

Pure poetry...thanks

Gallery Juana said...

I really love this poem of yours. It makes me think about a lot of things.

Cool shot too!

High Desert Diva said...

Definitely not something ever seen here!

Your poetry, as usual, is lovely

Lisa B. said...

Great shot...and such a nice poem!! I love the shadows of the spokes!

Greyscale Territory said...

I don't believe I have ever seen a carriage blackened quite like this one! It looks as though it is waiting for a Gothic romance to begin, complete with black horse to lead the way.

The shadow feature, detailed so close to the horse and carriage, seems to imply the sunlight is high in the sky, time is hastening on, but as your poem beautifully says, you wait for your own time! Love your poem so much!

Hey Harriet said...

Oh Gemma above has such a wonderful way with words that anything I say will sound goofy! I do love your shadow shot. You always find such fascinating subjects to shoot! The poem is beautiful. Enjoy the rest of your weekend :)

Rosebud Collection said...

Beautiful shot/poem..Always enjoy your pictures..Happy SSS.

The Summer Kitchen Interiors said...

Great shadow....you hit some sun this week!!
Our Aunt & Uncle live down right in the midst of Amish and love the simple life!
Enjoy your week Sharon!!

Elizabeth said...

We don't see many of these in Manhattan!
A wonderful poem

brownstudies said...

Nice! Thanks for sharing.

Jan said...

Great Amish buggy shadows.

Jill said...

Lovely, I love your blog. I'm new to Shadow Sunday--this is great fun!

summersundays-jw said...

So often when I read your words, I'm thinking that I wish I had said that. You just have such a talent for writing your thoughts down. Is there perhaps a book on the horizon!!!! And do your own photography. I think that's called being multi-talented -- then there's the jewelry, refinishing furniture, etc., etc. Jan

dulcy said...

Beautiful!

dulcy

Dianne said...

the shadow is stunning, especially the spokes of the wheels.

Christine said...

That is one beautiful photo. You caught it perfectly! Lovely words.

Paz said...

Perfect shadow shot capture!

Paz

Claire, said...

Wonderful shadow shot and I love your path of old...

amy said...

What a great shadow shot. I love the buggy. Thanks for sharing the poetry too.

me ann my camera said...

Beautifu, wonderful, I love it!

Olga said...

That a great one! I like all the spikes (?) of the wheels.

Magical Moments with Me and Mine said...

What a great pic, thanks for your comments on my first sss.

Anita said...

I loved the poem- it is what people think sometimes when they see the Amish. I grew up in between Riverside and Kalona on a farm that had been in my family for generations- the house being built from bricks made at the creek down the hill by my great great grandfather. I went to Kalona to the grocery every Saturday with my MOm- and the Stringtown Grocery and Cheese House are just parts of my life- in childhood and still today. Others may think it strange to see these bugggies, I find it comforting- back to my childhood- before any worries...

Anita

Sara Chapman in Seattle said...

Great minds think alike. I really like your wagonwheel photo! Yours is old and mine is new, but yours has the better atmosphere. Well done! And thanks for visiting.

annette said...

what a beautiful scene Sharon and the shadow is crisp and clear, a step back in time and as always beautiful words to match :0)