Time

And an astronomer said, “Master, what of Time?”
And he answered: You would measure time the measureless and the immeasurable.
You would adjust your conduct and even direct the course of your spirit according to hours and seasons.
Of time you would make a stream upon whose bank you would sit and watch its flowing.
Yet the timeless in you is aware of life’s timelessness,
and knows that yesterday is but today’s memory and tomorrow is today’s dream.
And that that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment
which scattered the stars into space.

Kahlil Gibran, “The Prophet”

“The attempt to convey what we see and cannot say is everlasting theme of mankind’s unfinished symphony, a venture in which adequacy is never achieved. A sensitive person knows that the intrinsic, the most essential, is never expressed. Most-and often the best-of what goes on in us is our own secret; we have to wrestle with it ourselves. The stirring in our hearts when watching the star-studded sky is something no language can declare. What smites us with unquenchable amazement is not that which we grasp and are able to convey but that which lies within our reach but beyond our grasp; not the quantitative aspect of nature but something qualitative; not what is beyond our range in time and space but the true meaning, source and end of being, in other words, the ineffable.”

-Joshua Heschel, “Man is Not Alone”

Melakwa Lake

Olympic Peninsula, Dungeness Spit

Goat Lake

Craters of the Moon, Idaho

Redwood National Park