sitting quietly and doing something
i wish i could stare into the music in
front me, isn't it where i have to go
violin in the distance seems to race
ahead of me and keep pace with the
changing clouds and the reflected
light, songs of strings tugging on
my heavy heart, i wish i was apart of
the canvas, to breathe in the air of
delight and watch the rhythms fly past
and never turn back...
2 comments:
Funny, Viv, this looks like it could have been taken in my back yard! (thought I saw someone strange lurking back there...)
This is interesting, I get the feeling of movement from the shadows of the trees on the ground--draws my eyes toward the light in the distance....
that's what your backyeard looks like! you lucky dawg you :)
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