Unfinished poem

Sit with me
in solitude
watching the world pass by
our belonging unspoken

Dance with me
in the roar
of birds and winds
and swaying trees
and grass and fronds

You cannot speak and I
will not break the silence


  1. Ah. Now I see.

    When you commented on my website I felt your way with words. Now I understand. You have a magic with words and poetry and it came out so smoothly even in the thoughts you left in our space.

    That beauty I feel and see through the camera lens, you see and share so wonderfully in words. So lovely.

  2. When I saw your website - just that one photo alone of the girl on the swing was enough to see your love of nature and growth and learning and family. Thanks for connecting.


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