no longer quiet
heated soil in yellow
grasps a rooted
about to unfold
Categories: Landscapes, New Paintings, Poetry
The moment I saw this the thought, “This is the Tree of Life” popped in my head. Gorgeous painting, Catherine. It really moved my heart. Thank you! xo
Thank you Amy!
Most welcome!! (smile)
I love love love the painting and the poem – it’s amazing!
Thank you Rana!
Lovely poem and painting. Only missing one thing, a chair with me sitting under the tree. I did that last weekend under my oak tree. There were still some dried leaves that wouldn’t let go and the sound they made in the wind along with the birds was so peaceful.
Thank you Diane! Yes a chair would have been nice. I didn’t think of that then, but as I reflect back on the landscape sitting under that tree would have been quite amazing.