The Whispering Ponds – Sheer Joy in the Footsteps of Lotus Feet

In the alpine terrain of Mount Field National Park the last afternoon sun lends Mother Earth a deceptive warmth, for it is mid-winter and the coldest night of the year looms… Crystals are blossoming like icy flowers in the myriad pools and ponds, and some of the tarns are already frozen solid, reflecting the azure-blue from the vault of the heavens. These whispering ponds are holy healing wells and mirror-pools for self-reflection.

Lisa Falk


Pencil on Stonehenge cotton rag paper