Beside The Pillar of Truth

In times of ancient, you left your love letter to me upon the shore, an infinite circle, made of sand and stone; drawing me back to you in this lifetime. 

Reynisfjara Black Sand Beach, Vik, Iceland © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography

Whispers on the Wind

Where do whispered wishes go . . as they sail off on the wind, without form or direction; do you hear them crying out? 

Prayers, once part of this lone dandelion flower in Spring Valley, sailing the winds of the cosmic ocean © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography

The Karmic Ocean

Standing on the shore,

I put my loving intentions out into the ocean

And feel that love gradually coming back, in waves 

She washes over me,

Purifying my soul

The ultimate release, with each pull of the tide 

This picture was taken a few years ago, as i walked along the ocean by Coney Island, in Brooklyn. © Lisa Ellen Goodman Photography