Vemödalen

“Vemödalen: he frustration of photographing something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist” – John Koenig’s Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows

I’ve seen this

You’ve seen this

We’ve all seen this

But oh my

How it does capture my eye

And my breath

And my imagination

How it takes the particles of my being

And spreads them out over the earth

How it moves me over places I’ve never been but always wanted to be

I’ve been stuck in the middle of the ocean

But all I saw was salt

And water

I didn’t see the way it meets the surface

How it makes love to the sand

How it moves the edges of society where it wills

Not where it is wanted

But where it demands its presence

It has been seen

and admired

And photographed 

Since the beginning of time

Etched into stone

I wish I could have been the first to see its magnificence

Following the sound of vibrations that would inspire a renewal of all that is

We are drawn here

And each wave is a new beginning 

To what could be

What will be

I will be here

Watching as the sun sets

And the world begins again