And as I met the poet, I followed his thoughts and heart through his words and eyes. We touched Through timeless serene green meadows Our minds took walks and met beneath the willows by a crystal brook. We sat on park benches and laughed discretely Shaded behind the prickly rose bushes.
We discovered the nests of life and cherished them through time for future generations. And the poet lived on through my eyes And I am here to convey to others The words so meaningful and lovely So as to make all hearts melt Who have become witness to the love And the cherished memories transgressing time And rendering it (time) meaningless.
A Lady's Life
Human Planet Man and survival.
His request approved, the CNN News photographer quickly used a cell phone to call the local airport to charter a flight.
He was told a twin-engine plane would be waiting for him at the airport. Arriving at the airfield, he spotted a plane warming up outside a hanger. He jumped in with his bag, slammed the door shut, and shouted, 'Let's go'. The pilot taxied out, swung the plane into the wind and took off. Once in the air, the photographer instructed the pilot, 'Fly over the valley and make low passes so I can take pictures of the fires on the hillsides.'
'Why?' asked the pilot.
'Because I'm a photographer for CNN' , he responded, 'and I need to get some close up shots.'
The pilot was strangely silent for a moment, finally he stammered,