39 929 123 Galerie

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Serene, I fold my hands and wait,
Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea;
I rave no more ‘gainst time or fate,
For lo! my own shall come to me.

I stay my haste, I make delays,
For what avails this eager pace?
I stand amid the eternal ways,
And what is mine shall know my face.

Asleep, awake, by night or day,
The friends I seek are seeking me;
No wind can drive my bark astray,
Nor change the tide of destiny.

What matter if I stand alone?
I wait with joy the coming years;
My heart shall reap where it hath sown,
And garner up its fruit of tears.


The stars come nightly to the sky;
The tidal wave unto the sea;
Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high,
Can keep my own away from me.



(John Burroughs)

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Section
Dossier Gallery
Vu de 39 929
Publiée
Langue
Licence

Exif

APN NIKON D200
Objectif AF Nikkor 50mm f/1.8D
Ouverture 1.8
Temps de pose 1/8
Focale 50.0 mm
ISO 100

Prix

Galerie (Sujets)
21/08/2016 62 Pro / 38 Contra

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