
‘Twas night where the once mighty river flowed,
Now, halogen horse-powered lights in LED halos
Swim, where paleolithic currents once hid their abode.
Out of the metamorphosis of a river chrysalis; a city emerged
A city like many others, where,
In the cauldron of a river of dreams, a metropolis forged.
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Heading uphill from the ancient river bed (now a busy city street, built over one hundred years ago). Taken on my way through town last evening, December 3, 2020
Very nice
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Thank you! I appreciate your comments. Have a peaceful day. Cheers π
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You are very talented. I enjoy reading your work.
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Oh wow! Thank you. You made my day! Blessings to you. πβ€
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And to you
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Thank you π
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What was and what is now! A contrast that would be hard to even imagine so long ago.
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Yes, you are right…a dramatic difference.! It is interesting how time changes so much of the landscape. Have a great day. Stay safe.π
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Indeed. π
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Oh i love that line…… ‘in a river of dreams’…..it reminds me of a song….let me think…fantastic photography accompany the history of rivers and the rise of the metropolis….defined in not too many but embellished with deep textures of mythical words and historical language
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I am not familiar with that song…but it sounds like a beautiful accompaniment to the line. I love your note on the textures of words…they are the tools of the trade indeed. Fantasticπ
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Oh yes, and you know how to sharpen your tools. Yes so one should refer to him as a south-african -British. But historians do with these facts as they please, forgetting that where a soul is born is of great importance to its onward journey.
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Thank you! And, you are 100% correct the land of one’s birth is bedrock to personal history and tons of other formative cornerstones in one’s life.
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Beautifully spoken. Rocks are sacred, as Christ declared to Peter
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Yes! Amen.πππ
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“in a river of dreams”….i love this..
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I am happy that you like it Michnavs. Have a beautiful day. Cheers π
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That’s quite he winter wonderland!
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Yes, love the snow. Around the holidays is like a postcard here….beautifulβββββ
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And who knows what it will be hundred years from now. Change is indeed constant !!
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Exactly Nima, well said. Change is constant – I love that saying. Blessings to you. Happy Friday and happy weekend. Cheersπ
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Yeah… ππ
Blessings to you too ππ
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Thank you, Nimaπ
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Welcome dear. π
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