A golden thread
runs through my days;
woven,
here tightly,there loosely,
with the darker and heavier fibers.
Pull it loose and warp the drape.
Gold, brilliant against the dark,
cocooned in silence,
wrapped in the atmosphere of dawn,
knowing it is my garb of healing.
2 comments:
Your words and images are lovely! I wish I had the gift for words, as you do.
I am I florida artist too. I get the feeling from your work that you live near the coast.
cindy-hesse.blogspot.com
Cindy
Thank you, Cindy, for your comments. I do live near the coast, in Melbourne to be exact. Where are you located? My postings have been few for the past few months as I've been fighting some illness issues. I hope to be back to producing within the next few weeks as I have just finished treatments and expect energy to return within 4 weeks, the Good Lord willing.
Barbara
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