شـب تاریک و بیم موج و گردابی چنین هایل

کـجا دانـند حال ما سبکـباران ساحـلها

The dark midnight, fearful waves, and the tempestuous whirlpool

How can he know of our state, while ports house his unladen ships.

- By Hafez

(Trasnlated by Shahriar Shahriari. To read the complete poem, click here)

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First it sounds crazy, but I tried panning with waves!

I took this shot just 12 minutes after this. But you can see a big difference in colors. Yes, it was the sunset time, and each second was critical for not loosing the time!

I got completely wet while shooting these series. There were huge waves (about 5 to 6 meters high) and the wind gust speed was 106km/h!

There are some shots from me taken by my friends when I tried to shoot this!

Check them too:

www.flickr.com/photos/mehdid200/396160805/

www.flickr.com/photos/mehdid200/396160756/

www.flickr.com/photos/73077020@N00/395479285/

Thanks Mehdi and Mojtaba!

See it Large on Black or even in ORIGINAL size to find more details

Added to flickr Explore (interestingness) page of 21 February 2007.