Her spirit shone past her uncared for mane and coat.
She spoke with her eyes about dignity and hope.
Halo
The Spirit of Colors
Colors emanate
from bare branches
autumn’s aura
Yield
The garden’s harvested bounty
carries a weary spirit towards spring
in the colors of dried petals and the promise of seeds.
Georgia’s Touch
Unlikely colors blend and into me seeps
a joy of beauty that abolishes all greyness of spirit.
Woodland Path
This is the path that leads to the place
where the flowers know your name,
walk slowly and listen to their stories of you.