~plains of stone~
An endless moonlit expanse
lies before the mountain in the distance
The past, present, and future
Wait patiently for the morning light
~land and spirit~
A gentle yet fierce spirit
Dances under the northern lights
And hides in the hollow tree.
The dreams of many can be heard
As it moves gently through the
And waits for the high tide.
As the remnants of the earth
journey through the ages
they are caressed by the wind
and kissed by the sun ...
She beckons to the wind
With the promise of a silken embrace
She is best admired from afar though
For she is sharp and protective
Of the beauty in her keep
~sense of time~
As we move from moment to moment
We can find solace
In the intense stillness
Of our deepest desire
.... billions of unforgettable moments strung together creating a unique mosaic of a life ....the lows, the highs,
the beginnings, the endings, the anticipation of what may be...
This intangible journey, constantly shapes
our thoughts and experiences ...
...like a sculptor carving to reveal a true masterpiece... We become ...
The Earth’s mysteries
In all their crystalline perfection
Never fully reveal themselves
To those that seek their truth
In the forest of stone
The hills are her canvas
In every corner can be found
The trace of the past