“…all critical intention is too far from me. With nothing can one approach a work of art so little as with critical words: they always come down to more or less happy misunderstandings. Things are not all so comprehensible and expressible as one would mostly have us believe, most events are inexpressible, taking place in a realm which no word has ever entered, and more inexpressible than all else are works of art, mysterious existences, the life of which, while ours passes away, endures.”
cited: Rainer Maria Rilke Letters to a Young Poet (Trans: M D Herter Norton)
a meditative journey 
Ethereal. And your quote is perfect.
Great reading your feedback…thank you for your supportive words. Happy Winter’s Eve
And to you.
Good to see you back with your wonderful words and photos, Brenda.
Thank you Loisajay…been somewhat distracted for a time. Happy Winter’s Eve
I love that photograph and I am not usually a fan of abstract images.
Thank you. It is always great to read positive comments. Happy Winter’s Eve.
Same to you and your loved ones 🙂