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Out the window

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “On the Way.”

No matter how many plane journeys have passed, looking out the window and being utterly and completely captured by the beauty of the skies is something that never loses its magic. Maybe it’s the Heavenly clouds, or the rainbow of colors, or the sun behind the clouds exuding the perfect glow, the beaming lights of the city below against the dark skies, maybe it’s the thought of defying gravity and nearing the stars, or simply the liberating feeling of being far removed from problems and concerns and being rapt in momentary peace. Whatever it is, this is an “on the way” moment that sure holds my gaze.

 April, 2015. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
On the descend towards Houston, Texas.
April, 2015. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
March, 2015. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
Leaving the beautiful country of Costa Rica.
March, 2015. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
 March, 2015. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
Flying amongst the clouds.
March, 2015. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.

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“The Zone”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Zone.”

May, 2015. Brownsville, Texas, U.S.A. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
May, 2015. Brownsville, Texas, U.S.A. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.

An instance when I feel i’m in, “The Zone,” is during a run on a beautiful, Texan, summer day. Being kissed by the warmth of the sun, the cool breeze carrying the water from the resaca and brushing against my skin, the smell of freshly blooming jasmine flowers, the gentle gliding of colorful birds, the clear blue skies, the crispness in the air, my favorite songs joyfully filling my ears from the music player, the excited puppies in the yards wagging their tails upon my sight, the movement of my body feeling lighter with each step, the fruity taste upon my lips from my lip balm—makes me feel so in love with the moment. Not realizing I had been running for over two hours, my mind craved to keep going. I felt completely free. I felt completely at peace. It was my zone.

– Surely, Sherley

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.

Sunset by the Beach

March 2015, Costa Rica. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
March 2015, Costa Rica. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.

Sunset Swim

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
May, 2015. Brownsville, Texas, U.S.A. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015. Two ducks having a swim in the resaca.

Seaside

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
March 2015, Costa Rica. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.

Sunflower and a Beetle

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2015. A beetle resting on a sunflower during sunset.

“Soul”

I dedicate this poem to my dear little brother, Arnold, whom we lost 17 years back, when he was only an infant. Not a day goes by without his thought, and not a day goes by where we don’t rejoice his life. Although he was only in our lives for a mere four months, his love, strength, and smile has lasted since. We love you, Sunny, you were and forever are a Sunshine in this big sister’s life.

Love,

your “Akkum”

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
My younger brother, Arnold, with my mother back in 1996. Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.

“Soul”

I search the soul of my brother,

Which we had lost forever.

I search for it at moonlight,

And at the day break of sunlight.

I believe that he is with God and angels,

Exuding laughter that mimics the sound of bangles.

This soul passes through the gentle breeze,

And runs up and down through the blue seas.

It passes through the green meadows,

And slides through the dark shadows.

He speaks with angels on his way,

Which I cannot see by my own way.

This soul hears the clouds thundering,

With the rain water pouring.

This soul senses what I cannot,

But it touches all my thoughts.

Our life is a temporary show,

But the heavenly souls take an eternal glow.

Even though I cannot see his soul,

His memories fill the void and make me whole.

– Surely, Sherley

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The Caribbean Sunrise

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.
Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014. The Caribbean sunrise.

A winding path lies before,

A river’s bends it wore.

The journey started slows for none,

the sands of time fall one by one.

Each step creates a ripple,

Changing the course of fate a little.

The inner voice served as guide,

But a vision did it rarely provide.

What laid ahead remained unknown,

Amidst the dusk loomed the dawn.

The fire within raged ablaze,

Keen to clear the daze.

In the chase to see the end,

The present has condemned.

The moment that is passing by,

is saying its last goodbye.

Standing firmer on the ground,

Unveiled an image so profound.

The sight that bore before,

Revealed a glowing shore.

Lost in the charm ahead,

Tears conveyed the unsaid.

For once the haste ceased to be,

The heart broke free.

Basked in the warmth of the Sun,

The weight of the world becomes undone.

The chorus of the birds beam,

At the emerging of the sea bream.

The swooshing rhythm of waves abound,

the voice within calmly drowned.

Standing before this foaming sea,

Waters blue,

and I, anew.

Copyright © Sherley J. Edinbarough (Surely, Sherley and/or SurelySherley), 2014.