Élan Vital

Life force marks time well:

Man seeks primordial mind,

As breath of life soars.

 

© Ilija Lukić 2021

Élan Vital
(Insect eggs on house siding, photo impressionism)

What Color Is The Universe?

Out of the blue, a short-lived salvo of pea-sized hail stones shreds foliage and dances across roadways, until pleasing swaths of fine shingle come together to form artful arrays. The icy pellets bear semblance to small pebbles along river banks arranged into sweeping patterns by moving water. In mind’s eye an infinite microcosm of primordial star dust and galaxies takes flight. Old stars paint the heavenly canvas red, while young stars probe infinity with cool, blue light.

I ponder whether I should treasure imagination or knowledge. While I hold knowledge in high regard, it is finite. It depends on what we know and have come to understand through learned quests. Imagination on the other hand embraces the infinite scope, scale and mysteries of the Universe. So, what is mankind’s most cherished treasure? I venture it is our visions and dreams, for they are the realm where imagination and knowledge intersect—where we define our humanity and come to understand our place on the spiral of life.

© Ilija Lukić 2021

Cosmic Interlude
(Photo Impressionism)

Cooper - In Our Hearts Forever

This morning Cooper passed peacefully, at home, in my and Melanie’s arms.

From the arid, windblown plains of New Mexico to the sunlit woodlands and lush meadows across the Piedmont Plateau in North Carolina, Cooper was in his element when he roamed God’s creation. He equally enjoyed a laidback life at home. He especially loved our grandkids and backyard playtime with them. Melanie and I are blessed to have been his sidekicks on countless road adventures and in the wilds of America. Cooper touched the hearts of all who have known him. His love, rambunctious spirit and zest for life are forever etched onto our hearts and into our memories. Rest in peace.

© Ilija Lukić 2021

Breath Of Life Set Free
(Cooper - Oct 2008 to May 2021)

Path Less Traveled

Dawn paints rosy fate

Heart picks life off beaten path

Ah, breath of life set free

© Ilija Lukić 2021

Path Less Traveled
(Cooper)

The Green Serene

Cool daybreak breeze flirts with the green serene, 

Wherein treed hills resound with tuneful birdsong

And heron stops her hunt, takes time to preen,

While stream continues seaward surge, headlong.

Ere long rose mists of dawn take leave of night

And drift among dark pines like thistledown,

While flowered meadow longs for noontide sunlight,

When chartreuse dale is sight of great renown.

Cloaked in said mist a doe and fawn take shape

And graze amid gold flowers wet with dew.

Then, without breaking free of gossamer drape

Take flight across bright swathe of Meadow Rue.

Green mansions temper mortal coil palpably,

Thus, nurture heart and soul of humanity.

© Ilija Lukić 2021

Rose Mists Of Dawn
(Mr Cooper)