samidare o atsumete hayashi Mogami-gawa
gathering the rains
of the wet season — swift
the Mogami River
Gathering the Rains
The Mogami River
I've never been to Japan, and I likely never will. I don't know what the Mogami River looks like, swelled with monsoon rain. I've never seen a monsoon.
But from high in space, on a clear day with scattered clouds, I know the curves of Mogami river. In these words I can feel the energy of the river, alive and rushing in 1689. That's magic.
Photographs can help us transcend time. They can also let us be in impossible places, like way up high above the clouds.
Sometimes photographs come all at once. Sometimes they come not at all.
Sometimes they come completely unexpectedly. Our challenge is to let
ourselves, to open up enough to accept these beautiful gifts of