Heliph Ino

Raptor Capture

For my part, when it comes to organic life, the sum of the parts is not equal to the whole (of the universe, i.e., God). If Life’s #1 rule is suffering (just so we can know we’re alive, because we are painfully conscious of the fact), then Death’s #1 rule must be equal to unbelievable ecstasy.

Raptor lunch

Ah! So, the question is: If we are famously immortal souls having a human experience of futile suffering, then why don’t we long for infinite ecstasy, instead of longing for an inconsequentially longer life-span?

free lunch

Or, in other words, why wish for a lengthier version of eternal suffering?

Heliph Ino

obscured sundown

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In The Next Moment

lost momentum

Near to death are we all, every day we’re on the ball.
Knocked out of the park, by God, into remembrance,
we chase fearsome thoughts back to their base of obliviousness,
as the next moment runs for home, without a second thought.
Moments need not wait for the right time to act
newly born and up to bat.

newly-born

In fact, they have no choice. Do we?

Swing away and stay safe, my friends! 

Uncle Tree

Words and photographs by

Uncle Tree

Shadow waving

Far Too Early

sunset too early

Some days the sun sets way too early,
and some days it levitates for far too long,
but some days the sun doesn’t show its face at all,
and all we are left with is faith and hope in the heart,
and the eternal knowledge that it keeps in store,
for love may be blind, but it forever sees the light.

sundown stops

Words and photographs by Uncle Tree

Bald Eagle’s Delight

Immature Bald Eagle

In the quiet of the morning

long before the cock does crow

the early bird, she comes a singing

(hard telling what she knows)

Fishing Bald Eagle

Seems to me, her tweets are secret-

coded notes with birdy words

so concise and quite direct

the foreign language that I heard

♫ ♪ ♫

Immature Bald Eagle on the Platte

Sometimes, the world just seems to stop

I know not how or why

alone we stand — no stage — no props

but moments do pass by

Eagle Landing

In the stillness of the waning night

no single thought in mind

I watched the dark give way to light

and understood their kind

♫ ♪ ♫

Two Eagles Spying The Platte

♥  Akin to free  ♥

Uncle Tree

Bye, Bye, Birdie!

Photographs by Keith Alan Watson

Bald Eagles provided by Lady Fortuna

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Crane Crazy

Uncle Tree's OMG! moment

I’m from the Get-Down and Show-Me State of Missouri, where seeing is believing,

and believing is colorfully Royal, and royalty tends to turn every Tiger in the tank

into a Chiefly loyal mascot, as if it were a Cardinal rule.

Well, dear down-home folks, crane your necks and take a look at these

Sandhill Cranes, as they flit and soar like a swarm commanded by Moses!

Blessed be…

Sandhill Cranes

Cranes

Ichabod Cranes

Crane Clutter

Crane Late

Cranes at twilight

Gone Craney

Pastel Cranes

Photographs by Uncle Tree