Hand Waves
Echoes in the Wind
Photography is not Lana's only outlet for artistic expression. Over the years, she
has built up a collection of original writings in many different forms, some of
which will be featured here from time to time.
These "golden lines" are from a collection of quotes Lana has "freed in the last
many years."
“What you see is what you get.”
It all depends on what you really see
And how you want to go about getting it.
You might end up by getting what you do not and cannot see.
SURPRISE!
I just wanted to debate on the fact that what you see
Is not always what you get.
That is all.
Allow me to kiss your heart with my words.
Allow me.
The vegetative state of a writer:
“To cover the air with words who are not willing
To reveal anything and float on a literary cloud
Without a logical destination.”
When beauty is released in an ugly world,
It is hated.
When ugliness is released in a world of beauty, It is hated.
Beauty and ugliness.
So close yet so far.
Only one fine line between the one and the other.
Two different worlds yet mixed in one and the same.
Both necessary entities.
One cannot exist without the other.
Enemies, yet friends of a lifetime.
Contradiction yet bringing about agreement when reaching the destination.
Perfect peace!
As the two melt into one, love arises.
Two worlds apart hidden in one.
Both have to exist and co-exist as well.
Opposites attract and prove the crucial importance of the other.
A locked door is only a key away from all the other doors.
So is a locked heart.
Do you remember where you put the key?
Or is it that long since
You last unlocked it???
The waves of life all have a different consistency.
Some are enjoyable and some dreaded.
Nevertheless, they are all a part of the ocean of life.
Some waves roll in,
Some simply crash.
Ride or surf with fun,
Or dive and face the slap.
The slap of life that is.
The one that leads you to the gap.
The gap of loneliness,
The gap of nothingness,
Where no one can find you,
But God Himself.
Where no word can reach you,
No echo from the shells.
Dare to ride,
Losing the site of shores.
Dare to ride,
When you know not what life stores.
And come out triumphant,
When the pain is well passed,
When the rock is distant,
Remembering the past,
Knowing what you have learned,
Awaiting the knowledge so vast,
When life you have safely earned.
Ride the waves of life!