Peculiar forms in dancing clouds,
whimsical prancing to illusory conquest,
politely flowing in windy embrace,
amiable offering from above,
as wise eyes see so much more,
kindred spirits to the eternal calling.
To build upon that already made,
sturdy frame stands so tall,
drab day becomes its shroud,
dense swirls of clinging mist,
as sluggish as the hours made,
creeps the flora in disdain,
unimpressed by this now decaying
artifact.
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
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