Wednesday, April 10, 2013


LEAF SPIRIT  carved  wooden  relief  by  Candace Knapp
27 inches x 30 inches     Photo     Bjorn Andren


Do you ever wish the wind would take you
sailing across the early morning green
with your tender roots dangling and free?

Our children leave us.
Our parents are gone.
Our seeds fly out in the mouths of birds
and we never know what happens to them.
Our fruits are carried away
by little animals scampering in the night.

Some hold their dreams so tight
they cannot breathe,
others drop them along the way.

So then we finally let go
and are surprised that the wind carries us.
A kaleidoscope of colors and experiences
were  just so patiently waiting
for us to relax.

1 comment:

  1. I love the idea of seeds in the mouths of birds, fruits in the mouths of scampering animals. It is infinitely comforting in a somewhat reckless and unruly way to think of our intent hitching rides to unknown destinations in uncharted territories. = )