I begin as one with many,
But the breeze carries me away.
I drift along with the wind,
It carries me East, then West,
Maybe North and South too.
I land,
I am now alone.
Where shall I grow?
What shall I become?
copyright Robyn Graham of Robyn Graham Photography
I know, I know, this is a photography blog, but I was inspired to write today and thus, the poem above. I hope you enjoy both, the images and the poem.



Don’t EVER apologize for poetry! Beautiful.
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Stunning!
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I feel I should hold my breath when looking at these shots in case the seeds blow away. Great job:0)
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Beautiful words and images, Robyn. Wonderful detail and lovely softness.
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Your images are so delicate and soft, and your poetry impresses me. I’m always impressed with those who can write poetry
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Images by Robyn !
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You have so beautifully captured the delicacy of this seeded flower, Robyn, both in your photos AND your poem! Gorgeous light and lovely detail.
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Thank you so very much for your kind words, Elina, Joe, Carrie, and Raewyn! Enjoy the day!
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Love the words with these images! Makes them come to life and feel like you are drifting and floating, wandering and landing right with those seeds. The light in these images is breathtaking! Lovely.
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Wonderful poem and images Robyn 🙂 I could not think of more appropriate words to fit with these images. Bravo !
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This is beautiful Robyn, both the photos and your words! 🙂
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Stunning. 😀
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