Take
my
hand. I’ll
go with you
no matter how steep
things get. It will be worth the view.
Photo by: Osquer
Photo by: Jay
Photo by: Jay
Photo by: Osquer
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"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure…We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?… There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do…as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same." ~M.Williamson
5 comments:
Great pictures, Osquer....and haiku!
Gee thanks, Captain, but actually it's a Fib or Fibonacci Poem. The syllables per line are determined by the Fibonacci Sequence of numbers. Each number in the sequence is the previous two numbers added together. So, it's 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, etc. Most writers stop at 8 syllables. After that the numbers become unmanagable rather quickly. One of these days I'm going to try a longer Fib. I've gone as far as 13 syllables so far.
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Love your Fibonacci poem...Grrrr..eat!By,what long hair you have!Very lovely...still loving your fantastic photos...keeep them coming:-)
Thank you, Sam. Jay's been showing me some great views of Pittsburgh that I hadn't had a chance to see.
beautiful! thanksfor sharing.
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