light
rivers
silver
through elegant stone
one precious thought glides
colliding
blending
breathing
the air of acquiescence
a smile
a fingerprint
moving
touching
an elemental rendering of richest whisper
a graceful becoming
on ribbons of in-between
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Another wonderful piece of art…and poetry!
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thanks Charles, this is one of my favourite pieces of art …not sure why maybe the orange
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Beautiful. The way it begins with those three separate words–so lovely and fitting.
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thankyou Deborah x
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