Thursday, September 29, 2011

Without Water

I never knew a flower could look so restless

or sun and softness could tangle.

I have learned that drought can be delicate

 and tree spirits laid bare.

And, for the first time in my life, hope could take the shape of clouds.


  1. These are lovely favorites are the clouds where I too have been finding hope and joy these past few days and that beautiful tangle of sun and softness as you captured it so perfectly in film and words. :)