the woods are our walls
and the floor a carpet of forget-me-nots
we use the sky as ceiling and heaven as the roof
We Gather Near The Hearth As
Fire In The Sky
Flue
Stones reach into the sky
inviting angels to take a place
at the hearth.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
the woods are our walls
and the floor a carpet of forget-me-nots
we use the sky as ceiling and heaven as the roof
Stones reach into the sky
inviting angels to take a place
at the hearth.