Under the skies.
Shadows were falling
My heart beat inside.
We walk through the fields to the rivers of ice.
Days turn to colour and darkness to light.
She said I want you, I need you, I want you in my life.
Love in the shadows the blood rushed inside.
Carry on little saviour to the end of the line.
I get high
simple minds - rivers of ice
It's actually not all that remarkable as a photo (compared to your
other work, which sets a very high standard), but it's an especially
powerful composition for the narrative it creates. You tend to
associate music with your images (or vice versa), and your titles are
often also the triggers for image-stories. For me, this one hits
instantly because the composition emphasizes the "missing" left
side of the tree. I feel the emotional emptiness there, and it gets
filled with a kind of aesthetic/nostalgic pain. The tree takes me all
the way back to the Garden of Eden, and so the contrast with the
frosted field (the literal "river" of ice here) is especially powerful.
(Eden associated with fertility, frost associated with winter/death.)
Eve is the one missing -- not just because I'm reading this as a man,
but because your title refers to "shadows," making me think of
"evening". The longing is both for her and the missing half of
the Tree of Knowledge.
There are some other associative things from the visual and
textual associations: river of ice + heart makes me think of blood
vessels, here frosted over so that "ice runs through my veins."
There's the "chill of the grave" also, sparked by the shadow under
the tree, which is oddly large on the left side where the branches
that should cast it seem to be missing.
What really completes the composition, for me, is the lower right
corner, where the tree seems to be reaching down and "grounding"
itself to the earth. For some reason that keeps the narrative from
being entirely tragic. It is both hopeful and realistic, because that
touch makes my eye travel across the frozen grass below, back
to the trunk, up, and then to the open expanse on the left, and
that empty space isn't quite the same kind of empty.
~~~ Shadows come in both blessing and curse
But the shadows that come in this setting can be not but the best
Bringing in with their trains of gentle flowing
The magic of romance that not even the ebony of night can test
And we find a harmony in the night wind's whispers
That becomes a symphony as hearts join
and the warm night wind celebrates our passion's deepest and most wonderous shivers.
This is wonderful and congradulations on your Daily Deviation
Keep it up !Sharing your beautiful look on the world...
Bravo Dennis :bluetree:
hope it's less hectic for you!
lol, luck on catching up
Hearty congratulations, my friend!! And a belated Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you and yours!
That tree is wonderful to look at...the shapes against the sky so neatly defined; the entire scene is nice to gaze at. But definitely from the relative comfort of my dining room, rather than in person. LoL.
Wherever this scene is located, it looks mighty cold, Dennis.