mountain air
a wandering old pilgrim
found his words
from the eagle’s cry
and rustling canopies
eulogies
written in his smile
silver dreams
she wandered by herself
singing to the wind
Windflowers by John William Waterhouse
Writing about living in two places (and times)
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“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
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Björn Rudbergs writings 
the eagle’s cry and rusting canopies, inspiration on the wind…it turns up in so many different ways and places, excellent piece of writing.
…and she is wandering still…
Awesome … what a beautiful post Björn… the Scandinavian mythology inspired you …
Indeed it did..
A real Scandinavian guy 🙂
Lovely pictire and words x
Thank you 🙂
Eulogies written in his smile — actually, I think these could be the best kind of eulogies! (Smiles.)
I think it’s the eulogies any pilgrim want to leave …
Bjorn, Lovely poem and beautiful painting.—Susan
Lovely poem ..so very well crafted on the theme.. Here’s my humble attempt..
http://rameshsood.blogspot.in/2014/05/words-jump-out-of-mead.html
RS:)
Beautiful! Så vacker!
I like this very much. The opening lines, especially (so important in framing the picture you proceed to paint) – are glorious.
A wonderful set…beautiful!