love letter
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my paintings are love letters
to the snow, wind and cloud
to the snow, wind and cloud
they are resonances echoing in my heart
of a little creek who finds her power dancing over rock
of a little creek who finds her power dancing over rock
my teachers are everywhere and everywhen
Alder
whose bark under my caress
draws me down the long roots of her memory
to the time outside of time
Bobcat
yawning while i hang out laundry
corrects my notions of boundaries
yawning while i hang out laundry
corrects my notions of boundaries
Raven
watching while i rake sand and arrange stone,
drops two christmas light bulbs
to complete the garden
i alone never complete anything
Sparrow
who rests for a moment on my shoulder
reminds i am not so unlike a tree
if i open my senses all forms lie within
reminds i am not so unlike a tree
if i open my senses all forms lie within
my intention
to hold for a moment longer than one breath
to hold for a moment longer than one breath
the single gasp of delight
ahhh
of soul connecting beyond self
ahhh
of soul connecting beyond self
perhaps
the paintings are not love letters
to the snow, wind and cloud
but from them
to the snow, wind and cloud
but from them
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