When dogged by dark times,
Adapt, bring to knees all gloom—
You know who you are.
© Ilija Lukić 2024
When dogged by dark times,
Adapt, bring to knees all gloom—
You know who you are.
© Ilija Lukić 2024
Weary souls mark time,
Till hearts open new doorways—
Mind cedes means and time.
© Ilija Lukić 2024
Thirty days after the spring equinox, summer-like temperatures and azure skies invite exploration of a few miles along the tortuous 180-mile Jordan Lake shoreline. I affectionately call the ecosystem spanning riparian woodlands, sandy westward beaches and rugged eastern sandstone banks my stomping ground.
Every venture into said wilds, while afoot or later in mind’s eye, takes me through physical as well as perceived and ponderable gateways into the natural world and life itself. With rare exception even brief immersions deliver on promises of adventure, but also gains in knowledge and spiritual enlightenment for this agreeable mortal.
Heed heartfelt ways,
It hasn’t steered you wrong.
Ignore naysayers,
Life’s most wretched throng.
Once twilight looms
Bid earthbound days so long,
With heart and soul
Wrapped in sublime swan song.
© Ilija Lukić 2024
As life runs its course,
Drink wide-eyed from the cup of life—
Like a little child.
© Ilija Lukić 2024
Sun first wanes on high
Then slips velvet bonds of Moon
And champions rebirth
Once again the age-old dispute of celestial spheres over dominion in the firmament of Heaven ends amicably after a cordial showdown in the skies above Mexico, across the United States and up to the Canadian Maritimes.
The spectacular event embodies the age-old metaphor for overcoming obstacles by bending like a willow to the tempests of love, loss, wisdom and power that daily life throws our way. As the moment of deepest effect the Moon has on the face of the Sun passes, a palpable sigh of relief and jubilant cry of “let there be light” wings skyward from awestruck individuals, small groups and large gatherings of people.
© Ilija Lukić 2024
The foundation and major portions of this historic landmark date back to 1785. It's located just one-half mile north of today's North Carolina State Capitol building.
As it has through the centuries, the oldest residence in Raleigh weathered last night's onslaught of spring thunderstorms well. Flowers sheared from the lofty canopy of a stately sweet gum tree carpet the grounds. The clusters compete for attention with the golden hues of the house siding and spring greenery. Gray skies bathe the setting in a gentle flat light. For a few moments time stands still and gracefully rewinds in mind's eye. Combined with the quietude and effect moisture has on enriching colors, the scene stirs nostalgia for a bygone era.
© Ilija Lukić 2024