and what words could possibly describe such beauty - breathtaking!
The morning sunrise was as the camera captured it. This image reminds me of.. Morte d'ArthurbySir Alfred Lord Tennyson."Then saw they how there hove a dusky barge,Dark as a funeral scarf from stem to stern,Beneath them; and descending they were wareThat all the decks were dense with stately formsBlack-stoled, black-hooded, like a dream–by theseThree Queens with crowns of gold–and from them roseA cry that shiver’d to the tingling stars,And, as it were one voice an agonyOf lamentation, like a wind, that shrillsAll night in a waste land, where no one comes,Or hath come, since the making of the world."
you are right - this tennyson is absolutely perfect - perfect!!!what an incredibly breathtakingly beautiful morning that was -