Precious Little Remains

I have chosen to share with you here a few of the haiku-poems written by Ray Andrews, a friend from Wales. They are lovely little poems, making our heart soft, provoking here a smile, there some tenderness, taking you gently to a place in yourself where silence abides. They are, as one of Ray’s little haikus read, like “Precious little remains On the pathway To the sun”. I have married them with the evanescent photographs of Nicki Gwynn-Jones. Let them both be like little bubbles of meditation in ourself…

 

I gave my beloved
A wild rose
But did not realise
My heart would be the vase

 

A teardrop
Fell slowly
In an ocean
Of joy

 

Sometimes our hearts
Grow so much
They cease caring 
Who the owner is

 

 

 

 

 

When the lakes
Mirror surface is broken
No one in their right mind
Would try to repair it

 

Waves break
On the shoreline of ourselves
Sighing with relief
Into the sand

 

All the wonders 
In life
Can be held with ease
In a child’s gaze

 

 

You have to get completely lost
So as to discover 
That no one ever left
In the first place

 

The sailboat
Searched everywhere for the wind
Then as twilight fell she found him
Resting in the sails

 

In the fading light
My friend lit a candle
And in its softness
We talked until dawn

 

 

I was halfway up a mountain
When everything stopped
Then I sat down
Amongst the flowers

 

 

 

 

 

When we meet again
Let it be Springtime
Our thoughts and feelings
Will be compost by then

 

Walking on a sandy beach
Footprints follow
When I stop
They catch up

 

Yesterday
You spoke to me
Today
I am listening

 

 

A golden thread
Is sown into
Life’s tapestry
For children to unravel

 

The wonder 
Of nature is
That she
Constantly ignores me

 

I have been finding treasure
Everywhere lately
– Now I know 
Who buried it

 

Fortunately
Love is a mystery
Otherwise
We would never fall

 

 

This morning my mind 
Rose early
By the evening it had faded
leaving its perfume

 

Beside the path
A blue flower
A small fragment
Fallen from the sky

 

Love spoke to me this morning
Now I lie awake
And cannot sleep

 

 

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Poems by Ray Andrews

Photos by Nicki Gwynn-Jones

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Bibliography:
– ‘Just Being One’ – by Ray Andrews (illustration by Anna Fraser) – (The Swirling Leaf Press)

Nicki Gwynn-Jones is a British photographer currently living in Orkney, a group of islands north of Scotland. She has a passion photographing birds, and the coastal life around, full of a wilderness shaped by wind and water. In 2012 she was awarded a Fellowship in Visual Art by the Royal Photographic Society. 
Nicki’s Website: nicki gwynn-jones

Nicki’s Book:
– “In the Dreamtime: A Meditation on the Flowers of Orkney” – by Nicki Gwynn-Jones – (Orcadian Ltd)