Sunday, March 02, 2008

Solstice Bio

She can weave with speaking threads,
The coloured patterns ebb and flow.
Woodlands, water, grass surround,
Her fired log cabin studio.

He can hold the camera lens
To capture moments near and far.
Hidden in the memory,
Is softness, sharpness, sun and star.

Creatures tame and wild blend,
In balance and in harmony.
Pastures lush, and forests dark,
Withhold, reveal, nourish, and screen.

Children laughing, gathering dyes,
Feast and resting, wax and wane.
Welcome guest, rain and sunshine,
Here in nature's parkland place.

3 comments:

  1. Annabella,
    You sound happy, balanced, like you are smiling as you type.

    I love it :)
    H.

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  2. lovely poetry! Very talented

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