Thursday, 13 March 2008

Weaves

It’s strange how time can become compressed
An aspect of oneself that has been there, constant but unconscious
I drive along the tree lined track and enter a new place, a new phase
Silence is pierced by needle-sharp birdsong
And the sound of wood being chopped punctuates time

A lunar day is 24 hours, 50 minutes and 28 seconds long







1 comment:

Ann Sophie Clemmensen said...

Hi Simon - I enjoyed reading this blog. Truly fascinating and a for my point of view, a fantastic insight of what total commitment, openness and curiosity can do for you. I believe it is time for me to seek deeper into the processes surrounding me.