
Whale In the Sky
We were boating on the lake
when I chanced to glance far and high.
There, to my surprise, was a Whale
swimming slowly across the sky.
October 6, 2025
Shelley A. Wilson
pareidolia, not photo art

Whale In the Sky
We were boating on the lake
when I chanced to glance far and high.
There, to my surprise, was a Whale
swimming slowly across the sky.
October 6, 2025
Shelley A. Wilson
pareidolia, not photo art
The house is still asleep and dreaming
but I awaken to greet the dawn.
I leave behind my restful sleep
to silently put the coffee on.

My cup full, I open the curtains to view
the scene so peacefully quiet and calm.

The sky appears coral on the horizon
with artfully brushed clouds of grey
moving slowly across the lake.

To the west, the stars are shining
as I watch them seem to fade away.
I am filled with awe and wonder,
thankful to be here another day,
simply grateful to be alive.
Others seek what they will, creating conflicts
but it is in good will where I thrive.
Yet, like so many people of good will,
there’s a sleeping warrior within me still.
(October 2, 2025- Shelley A. Wilson

I’m not an activist or influencer but even ordinary people like me can acknowledge this day in our own way. I think other nations could do well to adopt such a day also. I’m sharing an old poem and old pics of flowers I felt suitable to add.





I often ponder and wonder about what my camera sees…










Our words, our lives and identities
with our personalities and family trees
will fall away, disappear, be gone
like fallen leaves as we move on
into That Oneness, That Light where we belong.

Into That Greatest Love, That Joy and Peace,
That Highest Truth and Freedom’s release
we’ll go, finally Knowing who we are
as Life Itself, merging, emerging, Ever One.

September 22, 2025
First day of Autumn
Shelley A. Wilson
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