I like their whiteness
Their freedom in the sky.
I like how they appear
How fragile they seem
How big they dream.
I like how they can hide the sun
How they are above everyone
I like how they dance to nature’s song
How they sway all night long.
I like how they transform themselves
into a labyrinth of shapes and forms
into a myriad of shades and hues
How they are the sky’s white canvas
and the earth’s eternal muse.
I like how they float through the air
I like how they swim everywhere
I like how freely they roam the sky
and how very high they fly.
I love clouds.
I like their bubbliness and puffiness
Their unthreatening candidness
Their charming abstractedness.
I like how they remind me
Of white cotton candy
Of a baby’s chubby cheeks
Of snowy mountain peaks
Of children running free
Of my artist friend Nelle
She paints clouds you see
As brilliantly as can be.
‘He who does not know the Chilean forests, does not know the planet.’ – Pablo Neruda.
I captured the above poetic image while exploring the wilderness of Torres Del Paine – Chilean Patagonia. These beautiful animals are Guanacos. A Guanaco is a camelid native to South America. It roams its land freely. Guanacos are related to Ilamas but are considered wild species whereas Ilamas can be domesticated. It is very common to see Guanacos in scores and in togetherness.
These images are a few among many. The surreality of this memory makes me look forward to my next South American adventure!
Experiencing the majesty of the Perito Moreno Glacier in Patagonia and trekking this icy blue-white formation – has humbled me in so many ways. Not only because its wondrousness is yet another example of God’s greatness, it is also a reconfirmation of our limitations as human beings. No matter how much we achieve or how high we climb or how we far we go or do things we think nobody else has done – Condillac was right in claiming that we can never really escape our own sensations. We cannot disembark from ourselves. We are we, here or there.