Spirit of the Pines

I am reblogging this work that I did in May. It was very early in the life of my blog, but I’ve polished it up a bit and changed the image. This particular piece is quite spiritual for me.

My Little Studio in the North Woods

She whispers in the trees
and is heard softly in the breeze

Connected to each living spirit,
she cries when one has passed
and celebrates the birth of another

She is nearby during the most intimate of conversations
and nurtures the caress of lovers

And though she knows pain, loss and loneliness,
love is her soul and joy her kiss

She bathes in the lake,
lit by the moonlight and the stars,
her form and feminine beauty shimmering across the water

Always there,
you can feel her touch
when you stop, listen, reflect and just be….

– Written May 2013

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