‘On The Wharf, To The Horizon’
A young man stands on a wharf on Victoria’s Mornington Peninsula.
The wharf appears to end at the sea’s horizon.
The young man is in fact my son, and he has relocated from New Zealand to Australia to further employment and professional ambitions, as many others his age do.
The photo, to my mind anyway, captures a solo leap, out from familiar shores to the great unknown beyond. I hope that in this case courage and vision will be rewarded!
‘Leaving/ Around The Bend’
the day draws to a close
time to leave then
the bend in the tracks, the visible horizon
hide where you must go
‘Horizon Drift’
…as summer fades here, i remember this beautiful place where the horizon seems endless and the driftwood rests upon the shore…
‘Tolaga Bay Wharf II’
…old rails, new horizons…
‘A Track Down To The Sea’
…narrow path, wide horizon…
‘The Light In Between’
… a sliver, a glimmer – hope on the horizon…
Birdling’s Flat, Canterbury, NZ (March 2021)
We cannot mistake the track for the journey.
A track, like the one pictured, can be arid and stony, hard and winding.
When winter comes, it will become soft and muddy, difficult and at times seemingly impassable.
Varied conditions for sure but whatever they look and feel like, tracks are purely functional.
They take you where you need to go.
We obsess about tracks – upward and downward trajectories, paths to success, shortcuts – while missing the point that the journey is everything, and that having reached whatever lies on the horizon we see now, another, different, horizon presents itself to us.
Whatever track we are on is just the necessary means by which the journey of ourselves unfolds.
Achilles Point is one of Auckland’s many cool vantage points and one of the places I go just to look out over the rocks ,reefs ,waves ,islands,and the constantly changing horizon.
Beautiful.
Soulful.
A simple luxury ,if that is not a contradiction in terms.
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