Fear not my gentleness
The eye is far gone
And rest is now due
Be faithful my gentleness,
To the heart..
Upon this land
Wandering traveler remain.
Have not concrete
Create not knots
Be as the flowing river..
Longing only for the sea.
My gentleness,clarity and depth
Be always, the song of your soul,
And Home, you will soon be.
Tuesday afternoon musings...that filled my momentarily idle mind..
( picture by Lois Greenfiled )
3 comments:
wow! havent seen that LG pic yet! awesome, im glad i made another LG believer! poem, I like. you're getting more texture girl!
yeah painterly is what i wanted to say about the picture. think she set out doing that and achieved exactly that! think it's cos of the lack of shadows and the very even diffused lighting and lack of shadows on the wall behind.
Theres something very natural about her pictures.. textured..yet smooth..perfectly polished..with no rough edges.
you can almost feel them moving..
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